"Before we get started, let's measure it." Old George's voice carried a hint of uncontainable excitement.
Stan immediately understood and pulled a soft tape measure from his backpack. The two of them, acting in harmony, each took one side, pulling from the base to the tip.
When Old George saw the numbers on the tape, his rough hands trembled sharply. He exchanged a glance with Stan, and both saw the shock and ecstasy in each other's eyes.
"Forty-two inches..." Stan reported the number, restraining his excitement!
"George, the other side is almost exactly the same! We did it... This is a record-worthy size!"
He turned to Lin Yu'an, who was still somewhat clueless, and explained excitedly.
"Kid, do you know what this means? It means its size qualifies for entry into the Boone and Crockett Club's records!"
Lin Yu'an had heard of the name but did not know much about it, only that it seemed to be some kind of prestigious hunting honor.
