10 or 12 years ago my brother-in-law drove from Anniston to Roanoke (about 1 hour) on the opening morning of bow season without any arrows. Seems like his case wouldn't close with the quiever attached, so he thought he put them in the back seat, but left them at his house. He drove all the way back home, got the arrows, wound up getting in a tree around 8:00 and shot a mounter 7pt by 8:30. If I remember correctly, I think he was the only person that even saw a deer that morning! It happens to the best of us!