Once the year’s serious bow shooting practice has started, it doesn’t take most bowhunters long to find the “cherry” arrows in their fresh new dozen or half dozen. Many of us take the time to number our arrows for just this reason; to find, after a few carefully shot rounds, the best-shooting, most-accurate “ammo” in our latest bunch. Eventually, these “lucky shafts” are the few that, come fall, will be first out of the quiver. It’s then that these sharply tipped tubes morph from inanimate objects to mini “confidence-boosters.” Projectiles that help us channel our Natural Born Killer. When they fly, we know that game, very likely, will die.