Three that I know of.
First one was a 140 in class deer in Illinois. I grunted him and stopped him at 20 yards. I shot and hit high on the shoulder right on the ball. Never found him, just about 20 drops of blood. I am still sick.

Last year I saw a big ol deer in another field and it was just because I sat in the wrong stand.

The other one, I was in the srong stand and someone saw the deer run right by my stand.[&o]