That is how I got my first buck. I was about 14. My Dad got a buck and I walked over to him to see it. We were talking real loud and he flipped the buck over to gut it. Just then we heard some noise and I grabbed my gun. A forkhorn ran right up to us and stopped. I was ready and fired. I leveled the buck instantly. When we walked over to it we then realized that I had shot it right in the ear hole, killing it instantly. I was obviously looking thru the scope at the horns and shot where I was looking.