Had a big 9 point at 18 yards on the edge of a cut corn field last fall in Illinois. He busted me at mid draw and started to trot away into the field. I finished drawing my bow and stopped him at what I believed to be about 35 yards. He was quartering away and looking back at me. I got on him and took the shot (stupidly). He ducked and turned at the same time and I watched my arrow sail right past him. Clean miss. He ran across the field and stopped 80 yards away and stared me down for about 5 minutes. I was shaking like a leaf the whole time. Bottom line...it was the largest buck I'd ever had an opportunity to shoot. I learned a valuable lesson that day and was darn lucky I didn't wound that deer. I'll never make that mistake again. Another buddy in my hunting party got a crack at him 2 days later and missed him at 35 yards. Hopefully I'll see him again this November!