My father killed a deer with a spear

Probably a 2.5 year old doe. Pics don't really say much so I don't feel like scratching out his face to post them. My father has had this spear for a few years now devising a way to actual execute this hunt. I figured surely he would break a leg jumping out of a tree someday. Here is his unedited story to me:

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you were asking for more details regarding the spear kill; well it is not a great story because the dear was next to the propane tank eating Mom's flowers. The wind was blowing from her to me as I walked out of the door. I saw her when I got to the truck in the garage. I came out without my bow, so I eased into the storage area and got the spear. I eased around the truck and she was still eating. it took me about 2 minutes to stalk up within 10 feet of her. I use a triple jump technique to close the last 10 feet. She looked around and squatted to run when the spaer came down piercing her back. The spear broke through a rib and passed through her heart and left lung. She pulled away from me with the spear still in her and ran down the hill toward the lake. Lucy (his dog) was going nuts in the house so I let her out to trail the deer; she took off down the hill. By the time I was halfway down the hill she was baying the deer which had died next to my dock. I gutted her and drug her up the hill and Mom came out wondering why she did not hear the car crank and saw the deer, spear and me at the truck. So as you can see it is not a gloroius story of stalking through the woods or jumping off a cliff to execute the kill.

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