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Originally posted by custombolt:
Some guy hunting the King.

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Well, Travis knows a Ranch wildlife biologist on the Norias Division that took him out for free. The guy looks like a Hispanic Yosemite Sam. Yosemite drives a 1-ton truck and carries a .45 on his waist, which looks ridiculous on him, even if he knows how to use it. Travis is a sporty little Texan himself who regularly shoots animals. He hooks alligators from trees in Louisiana and empties Alaskan rivers of hundreds of salmon. He believes in Jesus. He likes everyone, and he lusts after levels of blood that could power a pod of blue whales for 12 lifetimes*.

Travis recalled his nilgai hunt like this:

“It’s extremely hard to describe just how tough these things are. I was throwing lead at these things. I was just trying to get a bullet in a kill area.” Which means he was just trying to hit the nilgai anywhere so he could slow it down and their truck could catch up to it. “They don’t slow down,” says Travis. “We chased several herds over 10 miles at 30 to 40 miles an hour. They never freaking stopped.”

As the nilgai trotted alongside Hispanic Yosemite Sam’s beleaguered truck, his VHF radio starts screaming with voices of Border Patrol agents chasing a caravan of illegal immigrants. In the distance, a curly tail of dust spires up from the mesquite and cactus. A white Border Patrol SUV that they’ve been hearing over the radio chases after the dust tail. Suddenly, Travis hollers at Yosemite to slow down. A nilgai herd has stopped and they’re all just staring. Travis ignores the Border Patrol chase and volleys a round into a nilgai bull standing 300 yards away–right behind its shoulder, but the bull just takes off running. Yosemite chases after the wounded nilgai, though the bandits and Border Patrol in the distance distract him. The nilgai bull slows down and stops. Travis fires out the window at it, shoots it in the ass. It takes off again. For miles, they chase him. Over the radio, it sounds like the border crossers have crashed into a battery of silos, and they’re scattering in all directions. It’s nearing dusk. The nilgai bull slows down again. Travis shoots him in the stomach, which coaxes it to lie down under a mesquite tree. Travis shoots him behind the shoulder again. It doesn’t flinch. It just stares at him. They walk up and shoot him three times with a handgun.

“None of the bullets went in. They did not go in him!” Travis yells.

Then Yosemite walks behind the bull and sinks a slug between its shoulder blades. Its head collapses. And now they can take pictures with it.

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Originally posted by Saeed:

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Originally posted by custombolt:
Some guy hunting the King.

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Did I miss something or this guy using a 45 ACP at 300 yards????