Arrow, that is. Every fall, I carry one that shoots well but I can live without. I save this “junk arrow” and shoot it at a leaf, dirt clod, or stick just before I exit the stand. This one shot reminds me to bend at the waist, maintain solid form, and concentrate for the single opportunity a buck will give me. It’s also great preparation for the light conditions (dim light, shadow, bright sun) that I’ll encounter during an actual hunt. And if I wreck the arrow on a rock, who cares?