I'll go first.

The one I got. About four years ago I was hunting opening day of bow season from one of my favorite stands. I had actually planned on hunting a different stand. Climbed into the first stand and the wind was wrong. So, went to the other stand and sat down. Didn't see anything for the first two hours. Then in the distance, I heard what sounded like a hunter rattling antlers or using a rattling bag. I honestly thought someone was screwing around with me. It went on for about 5 minutes, so in the oft chance it was REALLY a couple of deer, I blew my grunt call. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later, here comes a 9-pt and two 8-pts walking down the trail to me. I saw that the 9 was quite a bit bigger and as he passed a thicket about 25 yards away drew my bow. He and and one of the 8pts decided to start a scrap...and got to 10 yards away!! I'm still at full draw, and finally the 9 pushes the 8 out of the way. I shoot and hit the 9.

Then the fun begins! The other two deer take off in one direction and the 9 takes off across the valley I am hunting. For ten minutes after shooting him, I hear nothing. No crash of a falling deer, no running...nothing! So I climb out of my stand and look to find my arrow. the arrow passed thru the deer and is stuck in the ground, covered with blood. As I pull it out of the ground, I hear a crash from across the valley, look up just in time to see the 9point take off along the other side of the valley, run about 150 yards, and stop. I decide to get out and come back later, hoping the deer beds down and dies.

Me and a couple friends come back long after dark to look. Hardly any blood for the first 1/2 hour is found, then finally a whole bunch is found across the valley where the deer first went. We then start to TRY finding a blood trail. We managed to find a drop here and there, but very small drops, and spread way out. More disconcerting is a drop we find with chewed up corn it it! A gut shot, I'm thinking!!

We keep looking. More blood. More corn! Finally I say, "Let's take a look up where I last saw the buck standing." Sure enough, there he was!! I had got his liver and also opened up a stomach with my shot. Gross score was about 135.