Spent Sat night in my new penthouse (8x6 Boss Game Systems blind) with a new bed. All was great, but my sus buddies and I need to have a talk. This not coming around until 2:30am just isn't going to cut it. Previous trip, I had three before 11pm.
Alarm goes off and I still act like they're only going to be there for a bit and I need to hurry... I take a seat, decide I want to try for a two'fer, don't survey the crowd like I should and don't really aim like I should... after my second shot, my rifle decided it was time to inform me she's not pleased with my pattern of cleaning and lubrication. You can hear the "click" on shot #3. Just a nothing special sow, though she did also baptize my pipe as well.