Took the weekend off from duck hunting to bring my 9 year old daughter out for youth deer season. This is her second year going deer hunting, and last year she was lucky enough to kill a 132 lb. doe. Sunday morning was much like last year, we were watching a large field and at 6:25 a single doe came out about 200 yards to our left angling towards us. A few minutes later it had closed the gap to 100 yards, but my daughter was having a hard time seeing the crosshairs on the walking deer in the dim light. Finally it stopped broadside to us, she says "I see them now!" and POW! A 55 grain Barnes TSX bullet out of her .223 plowed into the right side of the deer, it jumped up then donkey kicked and dissapeared over a small rise in the field. I told her I thought she made a good hit and she felt confident about the shot also. We packed up our gear and gave it 15 minutes, walking over to the spot the deer had been standing, there was no question on the shot, there was ALOT of blood. I started following the blood with my head down (she was at the initial hit point) got 20 yards away and looked up, there was the deer stone dead in a tall clump of stubble. Upon gutting it, the shot was perfect, right behind the shoulder putting a quarter size hole in each lung and a complete pass thru. I guess all the time and the hundreds (if not thousands) of rounds fired at the range this summer payed off. It weighed in at 120 lbs. and was a nice fat mature doe with no fawns.