I shot a big old 8 point a few years ago while sitting in my clown car. I was driving back to the truck after a morning hunt and had a doe jump across the road right I front of me. Glanced over where she came from cause I figured she was probably running from a buck. Buck was just standing there looking at me no more than 10 yards from me. He watched me reach over for my gun, load it and shoot. He was so close to me all I could see in the scope was the color difference of his brisket. I shot, he fell. Took 3 of us to load him I the bed. Everybody still gives me shucks about that one. When you get a gimme, you got to take it.