It's not the "shot" that gets me...
It's the point that I see the animal that I know I can harvest...that's when the heart pumps so hard I can feel my throat throb...and I start to flush...
But that ends the second the bow is raised, or the rifle, or muzzleloader, or shotgun, or whatever...at least for me, anyway...
That comes from years and years and years of marksmanship and Marine Corps training, though....when it comes to making the shot for a harvest, that's all there is--the shot itself...
The heart slows, the form comes together, the body stiffens...and breathing calms or stops altogether...
That's one reason why people might never touch a .300 win-mag at a rifle range, but if they touch one off at a deer or an elk, they never even feel the impact, and there is NO residual effect of recoil in later hours that would make your shoulder ache...
It's the ingrained ability of the body to react to what the mind tells it is coming...something to be excited about, and yet something that demands precision and focus...
Eventually the two just "meld", and it is not even a conscious thing anymore...it just..."is"...