I've got a TruGlo 5 arrow thats either on the bow when I'm on the bike or on my pack when I'm on foot. Back in my recurve days I had a Bear 8 arrow that I once emptied at a herd of feral goats, had one arrow left at days end when the big billy stood broadside at 45 yds, and I still remember that black and brown sob watching the arrow come and ducking under it, 8 broken arrows and wounded pride, I collected the last saveable Bear razor head and went home. Is it any wonder that I one day ended up with a Martin 10 arrow super quiver? Still have it. :D
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