Some years ago in Utah two friends and I were hunting tin cans at an informal dumping site. We spotted a pheasant about 50 yards downhill. My buddies proceeded to empty a 44 Mag, a 357 mag, and a cap and ball revolver at it without results. The bird stayed put, presumably due to shell shock. I then pulled out my 7.65 Parabellum and nailed it on the first shot.
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