It was about 1996, my first Hunt Test ever. Black Nugget Lake in central Alberta. On the second day, one of the judges was rather stern, not only to the bird boys, but to the participants as well. Not happy with the bird placement, the judge yelled at the bird boy to try harder to throw the bird to a specific spot. The bird boy yelled back "WHY?".
I seem to remember a collective gasp from the gallery! The judged marched out to the gun station and had words with the BB.
Every bird after that had NO HEAD!
Oh...and we learned later that the BB was the judge's son.