My first bow was a PSE Stinger that I got when I was 16 (2008). I used to drive 20 Minutes into the country to a dead end range road, and shoot a cardboard box full of rags. I also would, once in a while, rush my shooting habits (Young/dumb/inexperience, whatever you may call it.)
I'd pull back, let the first arrow fly. Then I'd repeat, but on two separate occasions, after letting the "second arrow" fly, I'd be left wondering who shot their gun the same time I shot my bow, and where were they?
Both times I took it to the local archery shop who put it under the proverbial microscope, and both times there was no noted damage whatsoever.
Gave me some faith in my PSE.
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