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Third day's a charm.

It was Sept. 17, the third day of archery season in Missouri. At 6 p.m., I looked to my right and I saw a deer about 100 yards away. I slowly stood up and grabbed my PSE X-Force off the hook and watched him walk into the timber out of sight. Ten minutes later, there he was, closing in to 60 yards. At 12 yards, he stopped in his tracks and looked up at me. He continued to stare but finally turned broadside and put his head down. I drew back, slowly squeezed the trigger on my release and my 2-blade Rage found its mark. Thirty minutes later, I decided to look for a blood trail. There wasn't much--just a drop here and there. After a bread-crumb blood trail, I found my buck lying in some tall grass. I put my bow down and jumped up and down like a little girl at Christmas yelling, "YES! YES!"

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Faron Plummer, Sedalia, Mo.
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Title Annotation:SURESHOTS
Author:Plummer, Faron
Publication:Petersen's Bowhunting
Date:Sep 15, 2010
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