I'm not sure if it's the biggest for sure,but he is close. I shot him in 2002 after I watched him breed a doe. When he got off her she trotted ahead off to the side in the brush.As he approached her I decided to shoot him as he walked. The result was a clean miss,but he only stopped to sniff at the fast moving fly. As I fished another arrow out he walked up behind her again but this time he was standing. As he ran off I watched my arrow fall out and new he was done.In the pic you can see where the arrow hit by the tuffed hair on the shoulder. The muzzy did the job,but left it's signature.