OK.... I'll match you with a 30-30 story.
About 1978 in central Minnesota was a different world, even then. Party hunting was legal. "Camp Meat" was probably not legal but if you shot a deer to feed yourself and the dogs and the warden checked your camp you wouldn't get a fine. Heck, shooting pike was legal....and shooting pike with a 30-30 was a legitimate sport
but I digress
Minn'Desoda is SWAWMP country. We were on a piece of high ground looking over a few hunner't acres of standing water with a power line right-of-way running out ahead of us and a doe busted acros't from another island of brush, headed for some willows. My French-Iroquois buddy stepped up and laid his 336 upside a popple tree, tipped 'er back about 10 degrees and let one fly...... "pa'loosh"...... waterspout about halfway to the deer.
pa'loosh
paloosh
paloosh
puh'whunkk
kickee kickee kickee plap plap..... and then a loong wade out there to a stone dead deer.
Power poles really close to 100yds apart.
We walked past 7 poles.....
'AT'S a long 30-30 shot