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How about this Canuck at 2 miles !
I don't know if any remember my pictures of this buck in velvet this past summer. After 9 days of considerable searching ( I passed up several buck's ) thru my deer hunt & then the first day of my wife's hunt we finally found him. Because of the non typical shape of the horns we felt it should be elimated from the gene pool. A very large body I would estimate at least 225lbs live weight. Taken by my wife with a Ruger 243 taht I bought new the first year of production 1967. Still a tack driver. You can clearly see the point of bullet entry & right thru the heart. This is the buck ( left deer ) in velvet this past summer & then disappeared from my scouting until early Nov.
While it seems the law of averages will allow such a connection, the shooter's average dispersion still has to be better than the rifle's dispersion!
Here is my personal observation of the best shot ever: In 1979 we assisted our Rhodesian friends north of the Limpopo river logistically and tactically in various ways. 30mm ammunition for the twin Aden rotary feeder cannon (3,000 rds minute) on their Hawker Hunters were hard to come by in Rhodesia and exceedingly plentiful with us, being manufactured here. One day a friend landed with his Hawker Hunter at a northern air force base and we packed long belts of 30mm ammunition and other niceties into the underwing drop tanks which were in fact modified to be clever cargo containers.
The pilot mentioned the accuracy of the South African made ammunition and said he could hit a 3x2ft dustbin at a kilometre (1,100 yards) with a single shot. I immediately called the range officer at our main weapons range asking him to put a dustbin on the "coke" (centre aiming mark on the rocket range). We loaded a single round into the sixgun and Don took off with his Hunter. After the obligatory low pass he headed north. That evening the range officer brought the dustbin - neat hole centre-centre. We drank a toast to the Rhodesians: 1,100 yards is not even one mile but Don was hurtling along towards the target, changing his distance by about 80 yards every quarter second.