My 2nd year of bowhunting I stumbled across a big 10 point that was using a soy bean field I had access to. I watched him all of August and September. By the time October 1st rolled around I knew his daily routine better than he did. Opening morning we he came under my stand I developed the one and only case of buck fever I have ever had. My legs became so weak I could not stand to shoot. I was unable to pull my bow back and shook so bad I thought I was going to fall out of the tree. Needless to say I calmed myself down and attempted a shot. But I misjudged the yardage (this was before range finders came around). I was heart broken. It was awesome though.