I was young (approx 40 years ago) and broke as a joke. A guy wandered into our lumberyard and said he had a shotgun he needed to sell. I went out to his old car and he had an ancient Remington 870 12ga that looked like it had been through a war but was operational. I bought it for $65 and took it to the Fort Worth gun show that next weekend. I traded it and $120 for a Remington 700 BDL 7mm mag, no scope or rings. I couldn't afford a scope so I took it out and shot it with the iron sights that came on it. I could hit a 4" circle on a paper plate @ 100 yards so I decided I was ready. A friend and I had a 400 acre deer lease in Hamilton County, Texas. My first morning with my new-to-me rifle was SUPER foggy. I had a 5gal bucket corn feeder in a Mesquite tree about 60 yards from my stool under another Mesquite tree that was backed up to the property line fence. Not long after I got into position, a basket racked 8-point came to the corn bucket. He didn't stay long and walked directly toward me. I could barely see him coming through the fog, but he got closer and closer. He ended up 8 yards from me and stopped at the fence. Looked over, and just when he jumped I threw the rifle up and fired. Hit him right behind the left ear. Dead as a hammer but on the other side of the fence. The skull cap with his tiny 8 points is hanging in my game room today.