My worse day was wayyyyy back in my youth and I had just started bow hunting. I had a Fred Bear longbow, no sights and a quiver with 5 aluminum arrows in it. I climbed up and tree and sat anxiously waiting for a deer to come get a mouthful of acorns and sure enough in came a doe. I calmed myself down, pull back my bow and shot...missed, but she didn't move, so I pulled another arrow, aimed, shot.....missed, but again she didn't move. I proceeded to shoot all five of my arrows and missed every time. By that time she crossed the ditch and I thought was gone, so I climbed down and was retrieving my arrows when I looked up and she was staring at me from across the ditch. I quickly grabbed and arrow, pulled up and shot......missed. She just snorted at me and ran off. Not a good day.