I just had to go out and try and collect a cat. Came in pretty hard to the call, unusual for cats in Central Mississippi, most of the time they just appear. This one was running hard enough that I had to wait for him to stop. 100 yds give or take, dropped in his tracks. 6 BR,70 grain Nosler Varmegeddon, 3150 fps. No exit, 2nd cousin is a taxidermist, so he wants to practice, straight to the freezer.