There are days when I wish I would've made absolutely sure the buck I shot was indeed a target buck.
There are days when I'm happy with the buck.
There are days when I realize it was such a quick decision to be made I was damned if I did and damned if I didn't.
There are days when I know, had I not shot, I would've been thing... "was that Jagger"?
It wasn't Jagger... it was a solid buck.. it wasn't my best... it wasn't my worst.
So, some days I'd change, some days I wouldn't.
There are days when I'm happy with the buck.
There are days when I realize it was such a quick decision to be made I was damned if I did and damned if I didn't.
There are days when I know, had I not shot, I would've been thing... "was that Jagger"?
It wasn't Jagger... it was a solid buck.. it wasn't my best... it wasn't my worst.
So, some days I'd change, some days I wouldn't.