Well being it was Friday...I snuck away from work alittle early. Got in my stand about 4:45, and settled in for another evening. So far this season things have been real slow. Seen plenty of does, yearlings and small bucks, so I wasn't really expecting much. At about 6:10 is see legs heading my way under the Oak trees, so I'm thinking....here comes the first doe. Once he was out in the open and I saw horns...the ol'heart started pumping....just seeing a side view I was not sure how wide he was(we have a antler restriction here in Eastland Co., they have to be atleast 13" wide), but once he turned his head....I knew I was going to introduce him to Eleanor(my Elite GT500). I ranged him at 35yrds, waited for him to turn broadside and rested my 30yrd pin a touch high.....had to tell myself about 5 times to "RELAX...YOUR FREAK'N OUT"....man I love that feeling. After regainging my composure I settled in, took one more deep breath and sent him a FMJ. Got a complete pass thru, seen him kick up and take off around the corner out of view. With in a matter of seconds I heard him crash. It was all I could do to sit there and wait. He ended up only going about 40yrds.