I've been fortunate to kill 3, all 3 from different farms. One I saw scouting late in the afternoon in velvet and started asking permission to hunt tracts of land in that location. I got permission and shot him on Thanksgiving with my bow. The other I passed up the year before twice on a big farm; he had mule deer splits on both sides and everyone thought I was nuts for passing him but lucky for me he made it and showed up next year with 3 beams. I hunted him hard during archery and he vanished and came back to that farm actually on Thanksgiving and tripped my cameras. I left my wife and in laws hanging.
I killed him about a week later. The third (skull mount), I had no history with, he showed up chasing a doe out of the blue, and I killed him. I guess 3 beams are attracted to me, so I guess my name fits in this case with 3 beam deer. I feel lucky get to hunt ONE in my lifetime but to kill 3 has kind of blown my mind.