25-yard shot. He stopped right in one of my shooting lanes like he was posing or something. Slightly quartering-to, but that arrow whipped through him and hit the ground on the otherside like he wasn't even there. He actually fell back onto the arrow, pushing it back out towards me, then turned, growling and snarling, and bit the arrow off! He then jumped up and bolted but he didn't go too far at all. It was all over in just a few seconds. He piled up about 20-yards away. I never lost sight of him.

Now if I could just hit a deer...