I shot this ten point the Wednesday evening before Thanksgiving on a highline stand we have on some family property just north of Lake Claiborne. He came out about 15 minutes after some does during the Rut at 160yards. I saw him with his head down and a big fork on his left side. I threw up my gun and just happen to have the cross hairs right where I wanted them. I made the mistake of looking at the rack one more time as he turn his head to look my way where the does were. I saw he was outside the ears and squeezed the trigger. I waited as long as I could stand it which wasn't long. I ran down there and found some blood, lung blood and trailed him into the woods about 50 yards and there he was.