I'll fess up Al....Two come to mind with a bow.
One was from October 14, 2006. He fed straight to me right at last light, I was waaay up a pine in my climber(35-40 feet I'd guess), and I released on him at approximately 8 yards from the base of my tree creating one heck of a steep angle. The arrow lodged in his front shoulder and I honestly felt good about it. The blood trail was spotty at best and I finally chalked it up as a loss the next day around noon. Two months later we found him... 116" 10 point.
The other happened on the morning of January 22, 2008.... The morning was cold (19 at daylight) and windy and I'd seen nothing when a big 9 with a 17-18" spread that I'd guess between 130-135 showed up around 80 yards from me at 10:30. He bedded down twice, rubbed countless trees and worked several scrapes as he took 45 minutes to give me a shot. When he finally did, he was 10 yards from my tree, quartering to, and I'd been at full draw for at least 60 seconds when his "sixth sense" alerted him. I quickly put my pin on him and somehow pulled off as I released. Between the cold temps, wind, and the show that buck had put on, I didnt stop shaking for a long time afterward.