4 years ago we had this buck we named Whitey. He had this big thick Bone white rack. I had seen him twice that season before I got a crack at him. I went hunting the weekend before Christmas,I got up in my stand before light and waited. After about an hour I see him comming right at me. At 20 yards he turns broadside and stops.I let the arrow fly and watch in total horror as it just misses low. Then the buck turns and slowley walks away.[:@]
To find out 6 months latera guy across the road shot him Christmas morning he scored 168