Years ago when we were just kids ( before I was old enough to hunt) a friend of mine got his Eviel Knievel (sp) doll stuck in a tree in his yard.

He got the bright idea to shoot it out with his stick bow. He only had one arrow, so he took careful aim. He missed.

The arrow zipped up into the canopy of the big maple and was gone.

A few days later, the next door neighbor came over and knocked on the door. He had the arrow inhis hand and ask if it belonged to my friend. My buddy agreed that it was his and ask where he found it. The neighbor replied that he found it sticking in the bottom of his swimming pool.