Almost had one last night.
Sat in a high doe box on a gravel farm track, looking out from the right side window there were woods to my right and fields to my left, a buck came out 8 metres under the box from the wood and turned right going away from me until at 70 metres it turned left into the field by 3 metres and stopped, up went my combination gun cheek down into weld position and safety pushed forward, eye into position, about to let off when "WTF" a mountain bike arrives at the top of my view through the scope on 2,5x magnification heading my way. Safety back on and then spent a half hour waiting for my heart to stop pounding then went home.