Closer, closer, bow up pressure on the string and the lead doe walked into the lane perfectly broadside and relaxed at 10 yards where I hoped she would if they took that deer trail. I knew what to do to stop her because I've done it twice before this year. As she walked into perfect position I simply started to draw slowly, she saw the movement and stopped perfectly still looking at me. That big plump, belly sagging doe never twitched, dropped or moved until the razor sharp two blade Magnus 150 grain broadhead fluttered through the millimeters of air over her back line! UGH!!! My Goodness!! The arrow slammed harmlessly into a rotten log so hard I actually had to cut the broadhead out with my small folding saw. It was an awesome exciting hunt and I loved it, I really did. I think if that deer was 15 -20 yards I would have killed her dead but she wasn't and so I missed again at ten yards, the second time that year. That was the third and last arrow of my 2011 archery season.