One of the biggest deer I ever shot, was a monster buck tearing his way towards me. Was in a really thick thicket, making my way thew to get on a new spot I found days before were I found that was tore-up with buck signs. It was a evening hunt. Thank God I had my rifle loaded. As I was going threw, taking it easy no to get scatched up with thorns & such. About two-thirds of the way threw, I heard something just crashing and tearing it's way toward me. I really believe that he thought I was another deer in his territory. Remember, it's thick with briars and vines, as he appeared ruffly about five or six step from me, where I could see, he spotted me about the same time I seen him, he stopped, looked at me, and swayed his head back and forth, a time or two, just about that time, I came up, and shot him threw his neck, I really didn't aim. Scared the devil out of me. He fell on the spot. He was a big, monster thirteen point buck. Always wonder what would of happened if I haven't aready had my gun loaded up. Would he have attacked, or what, we'll never know !!!!!