I know we've probably been over this before, but too bad.

I was going through some old photos the other night and found one of the first deer I ever shot with my bow. A nice doe that came in one night and met her maker at the end of my Zwickey-tipped XX75. Ah yes, the Golden Eagle Predator sure did it's job that night. I remember my dad telling me "Well, you shot your first deer. Now all you need to do is get your driver's license, get (sorry, can't post this here!) and you'll be a man." I had just turned 15 at the time, waaaay back in 1995.

So let's see the photos if you've got them. These are always good.