To day during Hunting I was the only one that saw a group of hogs. They were standing behind a large clump of trees making it impossible to to shoot any one of them. After what seemed like 100 years they finally came in to feed. I drew back my bow aimed down my sites and I fired. The arrow seemed to be in slow motion it I was able to see the arrow through my sites it flew through the air air and skimmed the back of the hog. All of the hogs lead will my arrow landed in the ground. That was the last I saw of the hogs for that hunt.
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