Shot at a buck years back, missed him. He didn't know where it came from exactly, but he was staring right at my direction. I was laying flat on my back trying to reload with powder. A large bunch of which fell out the end of the gun. The second shot had barely enough to make a spark, and a nice buck lazily bounded away. I could care less about how good a powder is at the range, in real world, pellets are better. Just my .02
"The only thing that stops a bad guy with a gun is a good guy with a gun"