You really shouldn't boast about your off-hours, "counter human smuggling" operations like that here...
I'm actually somewhat proud of my shot.
My son saw the coyote run through our yard. he ran outside, as I grabbed the rifle. We found blood in the snow and started tracking. When we got to the seasonal creek that runs behind the property, he said he heard eating sounds. then he spotted the coyote eating one of our ducks.
I said, "Clear the shot, boy," as I pulled the charging handle. He stepped aside.
I'll be honest, the first shot went wild. No alignment between front post and the peep. But the 'yote took off running. He went lateral across a hill on the opposite side of the creek. I chastised myself for my first reckless shot, leaned into the rifle and put the front post on the 'yote's nose. I must have had to swing a good 90 degrees just to track him.
My second shot rolled the little bastard from 40 feet away as it was at a dead run. Right through the intestines and liver.