I'll always remember one Missouri gobbler that got up and ran right at me, wings held wide, after I rolled it over at 20 steps. It wasn't charging, and that's a good thing, because I missed over its head with the second shot as it closed the distance between us. It took off flying, and I fired my BPS again as it gave me a left to right crosser at 10 yards or so. If I hit it at all with the third shot it, must have been a single Golden BB. It crashed dead to the ground.