The first big game I ever shot was a bull moose with a borrowed .300 savage in a model 99 with a williams peep sight. The bull was laying down at about 80 yards when I first saw him and I dropped to one knee with out thinking of doing it. I held on his chest and fired. Then levered in a fresh cartridge with out thinking about it. The bull got up and as he stood there he started to sway and shake. I put another round in him and he went down. Both shots entered his chest about 4 inches apart. I found both mushroomed 180 grain bullets under the hide on the far side. My high school buddy and hunting partner and I carried the quarters about 3 or 9 miles out on our backs. I don' t remember what age I was at the time but it was then that I became a man.

Robin