Good job of finding the beast. The first one I ever killed took a shot that went through both shoulders, breaking one. The shot knocked it down, but it got up and tried to get away on three legs. I've had two that were shot through the heart run off. One made it over 200 yards before it dropped. The other zig-zagged 40-50 yards through thick brush. Luckily both left a good blood trail or I wouldn't have found either one.
Them things are TOUGH, . . . but tasty.
Mmmm, pass the gravy please.