I found a heavy, beaten down trail next to a creek one time. It was real thick. The only tree I could put a climber in was only 20 yards off the trail. It only took 30 minutes into the sit for a group of 6-7 does to come through. The wind shifted and they picked me up quickly. I picked the biggest one and tried to estimate the shoulder through the brush but hit low and blew most of the leg off. I heard her flop, walk, flop, walk. Walled the climber down the tree fast and chased her through the woods. Caught up with her and popped her between the eyes with a .380.

Someone will chime in and blast for this statement, but I don't think this thread will go well.
Not sure typing out the worst kill would be beneficial for anyone but the Anti hunters.

This.

Had a buddy shoot one with a bow, and clipped the very back inch of the hind quarter. Caught the femoral artery and she didn’t make 100 yds.

Trox blew ones balls off.

I shot a big 7 pt. in Bullock Co. years ago that didn't have a tail. Someone had shot it off at the base and there was just a dried scab left. Talk about a bad shot. Also have a buddy who shot one side of a bucks antler off and the buck got away.

Not a deer but in a flurry of hog activity last weekend, I shot one running away from me aimed just above her head and it hit 1” left and above her butt hole, she flopped on the spot didn’t even twitch. From my stand I thought I made a running headshot... damn bullet went through the guts and blew the lungs and heart to pieces. Couldn’t believe it. Got 5 pigs in 5 shots in under 2 minutes that evening. Whew

Gut shot one tracked it the next morning for 3 hours right at 1 mile. Damn thing was about 100 yards from my truck lol

Cant blame anyone for a bad shot..ive missed too many

I had a buddy shoot one in the femoral artery as well. That’s the most blood I’ve ever seen from a deer.

Never had a bad kill shot. If it killed it. Then it was a good kill shot

My first bowkill. It was an old doe that turned as I made a bad shot. Stuck it square in a hindquarter. It bled like crazy and died about 200 yrds away. Easy blood trail to follow.

I later read Chuck Adams Book on bowhunting and he says that a ham shot is one of the best kill shots you can make. He said they will run a little ways but it is a sure kill with a blood trail. He was right although I wouldn't do it on purpose.

I did that this year. Less than 100 yards

the year was 1987, Greene Co, just south of Eutaw. I m..mi..missed a huge non typical. 107 inch plus. Th..three times. I still cry about it.

107" is huge...Fred are you ok ??

sorry, I started crying again and mistyped. It was 170+ easy....damn tears....

A coyote probably pulled that deer's tail off. I shot a big 8pt that was chasing a doe, thru the front leg and brisket. It swam the coosa river and had to go to a buddy's house and get on his boat and finish him off with a filet knife in a ditch. Gruesome scene. Not proud of it.

Stupid decision I made as a teenager to shoot at a trotting buck with a bow. I watched the arrow clearly pass just in front of his neck and stick in the ground. He turned and hauled tail across the bottom I was sitting by. I knew I had missed and was just sitting there when I heard a loud coughing noise over where he had run. I climbed down and checked my arrow....no blood and fletching was dry. I walked to where I heard the coughing and there he was dead as can be. His windpipe was cut so I think one blade of the broadhead cut his windpipe as the arrow passed by.

Tuskegee NF,learning to bowhunt.Mature doe,straight-on neck shot.Some things never leave you...

I got all this beat.
I used to be bad to take a 3-quiver arrow bowhunting. It just takes one, you know.
Last day of a Midwest hunt. Hadn’t shot a buck. Gonna cut my losses. Crack a doe.
One comes tiptoeing across the little pasture I’m watching. Stops. Stands just as pretty as you please. I let fly. Miss.
The deer takes a step or two. Just stops. I’m nocked. Gonna make good on this second chance.
Spined that sucker. It drops, bleating. Trying to get up. It’s not pretty.
I nock my last arrow. Line up real good. Let fly. That joker does a little flip right as I hit the release. Deer had been broadside. But it’s facing me after the little flip. Arrow goes alongside the ribs. Lodges in the hip.
The deer is still carrying on.
There I sit. No arrows. I climb down from the lock-on with great haste. Retrieve the first arrow from the dirt. End the chit show at point blank range.
It ended up being a button buck to boot.