The worst shot you every took

As a youth every shot taken at a starling with my crosman pump with no concept of holdover. I believed it was a laser. The starlings were safe, the grass 15 yards in front of them, not so much. They got it in the barn though!
Don’t feel bad. Plenty of grown men on this forum still believe their pokey airguns are lasers.
 
A few years ago I had a doe tag. My stand was in a tree line along an old fence directly in front of a 500 acre cut soy bean field. Sure enough, just after first light, several does stepped out in front of the stand at about 200 yds directly in front of me. I watched them for quite awhile. Glassing for the best candidate.

I lined up the Browning A-Bolt 270 Win and fired. Perfect shot. Saw the impact on her left shoulder and she went down like a sack of potatoes. Waited a bit, mentally marked the spot and climbed down out of the stand, got on the ATV and drove back to the travel trailer to fetch my good knife and some butchering gloves.

When I got back, I drove out into the field on the ATV and couldn't find her! I couldn't believe it. Searched all over for 15 minutes. Finally convinced myself that she must've run off. This had happened to my brother the year before when he shot a buck with his 300 Win Mag. I guess the story was still fresh in my head.

So, I gave up the search and climbed back into the stand. Awhile later the group of does came back. I shot again. Got on the ATV and drove out there only to find two dead does. Oh no...
 
Adding Insult to Injury.
The injury: Many of you will recognize the hinge seperating the top and bottom of a golf cart windshield. Proof that what the barrel sees might be slightly different from the scope's view.

The insult: The only time I've heard a squirrel laugh.

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