Well, didn't I think I was being funny scaring my pheasant to see how their flight has improved. It has improved. It would have been even better to see them if I were not in the pen. My dad starts making noises I start running to the door. There is pheasant flying everywhere at I would say maybe between mach 2-mach 5. Any way, I see this huge rooster barreling towards my head. fortunatley I am smarter then the average 4 year old, and I duck like matrix. The pheasant flew upwards hitting the top of the elastic like netting. I looked at my dad acting all cool, when the pheasant gets shot down from the top of the mesh. It hits me right in the face. I come out of the whole deal with a fat lip and looking like and looking stupid in front of my dad. The moral of the story? DON'T SCARE THE PHEASANT!