It's amazing how quickly these pigs go feral, and back to being way smaller,
tough, muscular, run like the wind, furry stripy things.
An acquaintance told me of his being charged by a wild boar in a forest, where he 'd gone
with his brand new .50 caliber revolver, said to be triple the power of a .44 magnum;
desirable as an anti-personnel weapon for defense from criminals, but good for hunting).
He said that he put 2 rounds into the chest, while the boar was charging at him, with no effect.
Then he put another round between the eyes, which dropped him.
Upon cleaning him for cooking the pork, he found that both of his lungs
had been blown out, but he just kept charging, until the headshot.
u r right
about "tough, muscular, run like the wind . . ." feral pigs.