Not yet but almost. When I was eight I went crawdad hunting with my Dad. We were using a net to catch them and I would take them out and place them in a bucket. When my Dad and brother made the next pass I ran up to the net as they opened it. Well a cottonmouth met me about halfway. It was so close to my face it's tongue was hitting my nose . My Dad grabbed me by my belt and tossed me into the air behind him were my older brother caught me. I think the snake was as shocked as me because it went back in the water and we saw it come out on the other side of the pond. This was my first experience with a snake that I can remember.