Luckily I had my SRS along that day, stuffed with my DTA .260 barrel. I literally had to sprint 400yds uphill to race another guy to shoot this deer. Luck shined on me that day, for even though the other guy started shooting first, from a closer position. His seven or more shots resulted only in a broken foot, compared to my one shot fired from 620 yds sent a hot 140gr Barnes Match Burner into the deer:
It was dark by the time I made the climb up to him:
