Got home last night and wanted to shoot a few times before this Saturday. BIL was there seeing the kids and walked out to watch. I went to retrieve my arrows and heard "THWACK, SMACK, BOOM".

Bill dry-fired my bow! String is toast. Cable is frayed. Top cam won't roll (warped/bearings screwed), and upper limb is cracked.

On a good note, I was so sick to my stomach that I didn't eat supper and went to bed at 9.

And I really liked that Switchback.

Edited by rvs9 (10/07/08 04:15 PM)
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