I was fortunate enough to get a another big hog with my Maverick last night! I was shooting 90 grain Griffin BT HP around 950 fps. I put it right in his temple at about 30 yards. That's the distance I zero at, and try to set up close that when hunting. He didn't take a step, and dropped in his tracks. Not even a death dance, just a few lazy kicks. The hunt was pretty straight forward. My buddy said he had been showing up a little after 6pm the last few days, so I set up down wind and waited. Sure enough, he came in on a string at 6:15. All I had to do was wait for him to give me the temple shot I was looking for. Ping-POP and he was out! The real adventure started when I had to load him into the back of the truck by myself. His fat arse and my skinny arse made for me being sore today, haha. The gun has a 32" barrel, and that is the tailgate of my Maverick pickup for size reference. I'm guessing he was around 250lbs, since I didn't get a chance to weigh him. He was really fat though.
Unfortunately, his cutters were broke off, so no skull mount
He had been fighting pretty good, and had a few cuts on his shoulders. Either way, he won't be making any more hogs. I think it's time to switch over to my heavy .177 slug barrel on this gun next
Unfortunately, his cutters were broke off, so no skull mount
He had been fighting pretty good, and had a few cuts on his shoulders. Either way, he won't be making any more hogs. I think it's time to switch over to my heavy .177 slug barrel on this gun next 
Enjoy the many fine meals!
