In the secondary rut, I once saw 8 chasing a doe. She had a 130 inch 8 right on her tail followed by 4 other bucks. He pushed her across my narrow greenfield 3 times before I could get the crosshairs on him. My heart was experiencing a very intense stress test and I jerked the trigger as he came through the 4th time. Got down and looked and I had missed clean. Went back and sat back down in the shooting house and started the woulda, coulda, shoulda's while crying in my cornflakes. Looked up and 2 6 points crossed the field. Got the gun up and shot the 8 point that was behind them. He was nothing compared to the one I missed. May have been others behind but I went to get the truck.