Well, I picked up a whip last year from a Tradganger. The darn thing was so quiet that I named her whisper. My son liked the way the bow looked, and shot....so bein the dad that I am, I told him he could have it when he can shoot it.....he was nine at the time, and I figured I would have some years before he grew in to it. So yesterday, my son says..." let's go shootin dad " I ask if he wants to take the Bear out and hs says " no, I can pull Whisper back now...I want to try it " I am glad I have my Morrison, but I will truely miss that bow, but it couldn't be passed on to a better owner.