You show a real commitment to your self-inflicted (for lack of a better term) goals! I would have had to take him. In my area he'd be the biggest guy out there.
My evening wasn't a good as yours. I got to watch a really cool little six pointer start making a scrape where I'd put out some of my extra stinky Knight and Hale estrous doe piss (that stuff smells so bad!). He hung out for a long time and keep looking back into the hardwoods. I was hoping that the big boy was coming behind him. It never did, and about ten minutes after my little friend left I heard a shot ring out in the direction he left in. Poachers piss me off. And I'm pretty sure that is what it was. Not many people sight in their rifles at dusk and only use one shot. So he's probably a goner...