Buck of a Lifetime

It happened. I went hunting Tuesday night after Seven. I hunted Wednesday morning and didn't see much at all. But Wednesday night...is where it all changed. I had 12 bucks at my feeder almost an hour before the feeder went off. But then at 6:45p I had a buck coming in from about 150 yards. I could tell from a distance that he was a possible shooter. He got to 50 yards behind some bushes and I could tell I was going to shoot him if I got a shot. He kept coming in and got to about 35 yards, never slowing down long enough for me to get a shot. Then he scared off all of the other deer...he even scared himself. Out of nowhere he ran away back the way he came. I could see him through the brush and he didn't run too far so I went to full draw and waited for him to come back within range. Then in a flash...he did. He came back. I was shaking like a wobbly piece of jello. The thing looked huge. It happened so fast that I couldn't even see any thing about the deer. I could tell without a doubt that he was a deer that I would not hesitate to take. He got to 21 yards and I took step one to getting the meat in the freezer. Big buck down. I got out of my blind and heard him go down very quickly. Went to pick up my cousin and we came back and found him. He only went about 45 yards. The rough score of the deer ended up being 178 5/8. In other words, the deer of a lifetime.