Well a guy had a Watusi bull that stepped on something that went through its foot. He asked someone else to come shoot it. After, he asked me if I'd stop by to help since he didn't think the other fellow really knew what he was doing.
I showed up first thing in the morning. We found the bull in the corner of the fenced area of about 30 acres. It was standing on 3 legs. The other shooter, Anthony, had brought a 300 Win Mag with 180gr Accubonds. I didn't want to interfere since he was asked first. At 50 yards he fired - and again, and again. Well, after the 5th shot the bull had had enough. Frankly, so had I. The bull started to come downhill towards us. Anthony dropped to the ground and started reloading his now empty gun.
When the bull was around 40 yards out I threw up the Wild West Guns creation and squeezed off a 500 grain Kodiak bullet travelling around 2000 fps. Whomp! I got knocked to my knees. My eyes shut involuntarily for just a second. Blood was pouring from my forehead and the right side of my face was rapidly swelling.
No- the bull did not get me. The 500gr bullet hit the Watusi in the face and exited the back of the neck just under the head. It went down hard and stayed down. I went down hard too, but just for a minute.
The rifle had jumped up and the hammer imbedded itself in my forehead. The continued momentum of the rifle jumping caused me to yank the hammer out of my skull and get hit in the mouth with the barrel.
Somehow I had the insight to work the lever and ready the gun again. I guess the stock is too short for me. I should have tried it before this. Oh well!
Here is the culprit:

This is the Watusi.
