LOL, well, I AM a professional, but usually not that messy.
this was about a 20 foot shot. right in my wheelhouse, lol. with a quiet bow and a good hiding spot, this deer had no idea what happened. she bucked and ran right under me after the shot. blood trail on the ground where I had to step to get off the tree. and this is the actual broadhead that I killed my first deer with. October 19, 1984. After a 37 years and three days hiatus from the quiver, I think this one is retired for good now.