Way back when I was a teen I did some archery, strictly target, although I did go out with my uncle once and brought down an 8-point buck. Decided then and there that I wasn't hunter material no matter how much I like venison. I did keep up with targets for quite a while though, mostly at a local YMCA. I ended up with all the 'award ribbons' they had available. I guess it was a long bow as I had to tilt it to keep the bottom tip off the floor. Don't know if this is true ore even viable but it was supposed to be composed of bone and lemon wood.
After I reached a certain level I was allowed to use it at the YMCA but under the condition that I didn't allow anyone else to use it. A guy got ticked off that I wouldn't allow him to use it and slammed the door when I was leaving and caught a tip in the door jam killing the bow. Such a waste as the bow was given to me by my mom and she got it from her father who got it from his father. Can't remember for sure but I THINK it was rated at 60 pounds. Never even got anything from it as the guy's mother worked the front desk at the YMCA and swore that her son was not there that day and the guy that ran the archery refused to dispute her. The guy that ran the archery privately apologized to me saying that it would cost his job as she was rather high level at the YMCA. I can sort of understand but it still ticks me off every time I think about it. That pretty much ruined my archery experience as, even though I got a different bow, I just couldn't get into it any more.