Hunting On The Driving Range?

Last Saturday, I went deer hunting with Jason in Maryland for the first time this year. He saw a crapload of deer walk by his stand just out of range. But I got to see something a little different- golf balls, and lots of 'em. They were whizzing past my head like bullets for 45 minutes! The neighbor decided to use the field in front of me as his own personal driving range and, it seemed to me, I was the target. So I hid behind the tree. Well, most of me hid behind the tree- my rear was still sticking out. I decided to text Jason and let him know that if he can't find me later, I was probably knocked out in my tree stand (another good reason to hunt with a buddy?). Needless to say, when my neighbor was finally done, not even the squirrels were coming out of hiding.