No snake skins... The only one I killed I ran over with my truck -- the skin was ruined!
I've got an insurance adjuster coming by today to take a look at my truck though. A crazy deer ran right into the passenger side rear door one morning before daylight as we were driving in.
All said and done, a fun time was had by all. However, like my dad, I saw more cottonmouths than I did deer. Yesterday as I was packing blinds out I came real close to getting up close and personal with one. I was mid-step when the flick of his tail caught my eye and I noticed him coiled back and prepared to defend himself from my size 13. He was within range of my next step! I eased my foot down knocked an arrow, pointed it at him and we made a deal. I told him, if you won't move, I won't shoot. He didn't move and I didn't shoot as I slowly backed out of harms way. I *almost* went back and shot him after I was safely away and had unloaded the blind that was on my back, but I decided I didn't want to have to wrestle with him over an arrow if I made a bad shot... I had already had enough excitement!