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It was 1045 opening morning, with the cold northern wind blowing. The rifle season had started, with the rut in full swing. I was about to get down out of my stand to move around a little. And look what comes sneeking out of the hedgerow about 70yds in front of me. A 175 class buck that nobody had ever seen in the neighborhood. I guess he was looking for a little (Bucker-Up) snack, cause thats what was on the menu today. Really nice product, and I really like the results. THANKS,
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