“He took one last drag on his cigarette and snapped it away. Then with that faint, fleeting smile playing about his lips, he faced the firing squad; erect and motionless, proud and disdainful, Walter Mitty the Undefeated, inscrutable to the last.”

… “Walter,” said Mrs. Mitty. “Walter!” she said angrily “Did you take a wrong turn or something? Where are we?”
Walter Mitty looked around, realizing he didn’t know where he was. “Sorry, I must’ve zoned out or something,” he said driving through the haggard forest he had accidentally turned into.

Before Walter could get another word in his wife quickly exclaimed, “well, you got us into this mess, you’re going to have to get us out of it.”

A distraught Walter Mitty answered, “of course, my dear, anything for you.” Walter followed down the single lane road that the forest surrounded for a couple miles before coming to the conclusion that he should turn around and leave the way he came in. After some time, Walter was able to safely get himself and his wife back onto the main road. Walter was almost home, when out of nowhere, a herd of deer came screaming across the road.

“Walter! Stop!” screamed his wife, who reminded him, “this is why you should never go more than forty, you could have hit them!”

“I’m sorry dear, it won’t happen again.” He assured his wife. Walter then safely continued driving home.

… “Errrrrrrr, errrrrrr,” Walter blows into his deer call, hoping that will attract them. He waited some minutes before trying again, “errrrrrr, errrrrrr.” This time, only two deer had shown up within range of his shot. However, there was a great big grizzly bear within only a dozen yards from Walter. Without any hesitation, Walter firmly gripped his hunting rifle, made sure his aim was dead on, and pulled the trigger. Bang! Went the hunting rifle, missing the grizzly bear by only inches. All the animals in the forest got frightened and started running around wildly. Walter was frustrated he didn’t hit the shot, but quickly got over it and camouflaged into the forest so he wouldn’t be seen in the pandemonium.

Walter waited until the animals had calmed before attempting to attract animals again. “Errrrrrrr, errrrrrrr,” he called.  This time, the deer wasted no time showing up within range of Walter. This time, Walter waited until the perfect time to attempt a shot, learning from his mistakes and not wanting to make the same one again. Here it was, the perfect shot, nothing between him and the meatiest deer in the forest, no bushes, trees, nothing. Once again, Walter firmly gripped his hunting rifle, scoped in, and when he saw his opportunity, he pulled the trigger.