Closest I came was in gun season years back. A shot rang out from private property, I was on State Game lands. A while goes by and another shot. I was up on the top of a ridge and can see the deer coming through the slashings of cut down tree tops on the bench below me. Every time the hunter (who i knew from previous years ) got within a50 yards or so the deer would bolt and he'd miss it. I'm watching the deer through my scope. He's dragging guts and intestines behind him as he escapes a short distance everytime. (the guy never could get a clear shot at the wounded buck). I know exactly where the State Game lands/Private property border is. The buck steps across the line and I drill him. Putting him down for good. The out of breath hunter gets to the deer as I do. I tell'em he's all yours. He was dead on his feet I just put him down for ya. He thanked me and we talked a spell.

I had more than 1 interesting run in with this guy.

He was a legal spike, a fact that I knew long before I pulled the trigger. Always wonder if I'd have been as generous if it was a big 10 pt. Probably!