I went to a Prairie Chuck down in Georgia this morning. I had a good group going at 300 yards and the pulled one shot to the right and went from first place to second place. It wasn't the wind. It was nerves and hurrying the shot. I would have had about a one inch group without that one shot. I did manage to hit the quarter inch dot in the center of the target with one of my five shots and won a pocket knife offered as a prize for such and the second place money. I've got to get some tranquilizers before a match, LOL.