very first year hunting, i had a muzzleloader in hand. double stand 12 foot off the ground with dad. i was 10 or 11 at the time. doe and fawn came through then about 15 to 20 minutes later this basket racked 8 point came cruising down the exact same trail not 15 yards from the stand. i raised the gun to let him have it and as i was pullin the trigger, dad says dont shoot, theres a monster. i look over and see the biggest clean 5x5 ive ever seen still ot this date step over the hill. this buck had it all and was well into the high 160s no exageration. huge mass, very very tall tines, and a very good spread. the PERFECT buck when you think of a typical whitetail. thats when buck fever kicked in. i started shakin so bad i could hardly breathe. as i was repostioning the gun over to the bigger buck, the two does that had passed through were circling back around to our stand again and snorted at me. one big bound later and the big boy was gone. i was torn up bad, especially after dad told me it was the biggest buck dad had ever seen in his entire life, and that i would likely never see a buck that impressive ever again.

so yea ive seen it...[:@]