Once in the early 70s, a friendly guy with one of those solid fiberglass Pearson reflex 60" inch kid bows, green, parked by me. It was either a 35 or maybe a 40 pounder. His three blade broad heads were not sharp. I file sharpened them for him. I had an 85 pound longbow that day, I was thinking that this was not good, but he was a nice guy and said nothing. Three hours later he came to me and said, "I shot a deer and don't know what to do. I could use some help." About a 150 yard blood trail to the area dominate. I borrowed him my knife and gave him a lesson on field dressing a deer, then helped drag it to his car.