On tuesday morning I was hunting in a stand over looking a corn feild, here in western NY. At about 0700 two doe poped their heads over a small hill at 400 meters, and proceded to walk tawards me. I hit them with my range finder a few times and decided on the best place, at which to engage the larger doe. It was a 95 meter shot to my intended ambush point. I was shooting a remington 1187 with a smoth bore and rifle sights from an elevated position about 15 feet off the ground. It was a very uncomfortable shooting position, that I had to work myself into for the shot. I recited the fundementals in my head before I touched the trigger, and at the shot I heard a whack and she ran into the woods. After a few hours I got down and began to fallow the blood trail. She went 400 meters before I found her. The blood trail was very heavy and easy to fallow. The shot was good through and through but upon inspection of the vitals I found that I had only taken one lobe of her right lung.