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I kept putting a buddy onto coyotes at night, and he kept shooting over them. I just really hate educating coyotes. Finally, one night, I called one up to maybe forty yards. He cut down on it with my .243. Just as I was about to whisper to not shoot it in the guts, Kablooey! Centerpunch. 85-grain Sierra HPBT. Looked like a Peckinpaugh movie. Musta fertilized a half an acre.
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