Well, my wife and I got a buck on Monday morning, and I had kind of figured that was it until the muzzle loader season, but yesterday morning, my trigger finger got too itchy. Around 8:30, a doe came out at well over 100 yards. I watched her in the cut, hoping she would turn my way, but she headed towards the thick stuff. I fired one shot, offhand, but missed. She ran a ways, and slowed to a walk. I had time to kneel and rest my Savage on the tree stand rail, and squeezed off a second shot, at around 140 yards (I will measure exactly with my rangefinder in the next while). Anyhow, she jumped up, turned, and took a jump into the bush. When I walked over, I was amazed to see that there was a big spray of blood for about 10-15 feet. The doe traveled about 25 feet and crumpled up, both lungs mangled. Unbelievable performance.from those 260 gr. bullets.