On my first bow hunt (17 years ago), I was hunting over a corn pile at about 15 yards. My dad was about 200 yards away building something at the camp. Just before dark, a doe came in to the corn and started to feed. The first arrow hit the ground in front of the stand before I had a chace to draw my bow. Not knowing what had happened, she came back in for some mo corn. This time I placed the arrow just behind her shoulder and pulled the trigger. The shot was a little back but I heard her crash about 60 yards away. I waited about ten minutes and started yelling for my dad to come see (from my stand!!!!), thats when I heard her get up and run away, never to be seen again. LESSON LEARNED!