Just do a google image search of Florida pythons
When I was a kid growing up in the "sticks" in Florida, most all the roads were paved with crushed seashells (dirt roads), and there would be acres and acres of palmettos to each side of the roads. One day, I was with an older man who was babysitting me. His name was Wayne Barber (I called him Mr. Barber) and we were driving in his full size Van. He was about 70 years old at the time, and has long since passed on, but he was one of my best friends when I was a kid.
Anyways, on that particular day, there was a very large, very big, python or boa constrictor making its way across the road. Mr. Barber was an old school Marine, and was very protective of children and the ladies. He knew there was a neighborhood nearby, and saw that the this giant snake was headed straight towards it. The size of the thing was amazing, and it could easily swallow a 2-3 year old child whole - or even a German Shepherd sized dog. So, Mr. Barber thought the best way to protect that neighborhood's little ones and pets, was to kill this snake.
He ran over it with his van. It didn't kill it, just stunned it a little bit. So he put it in reverse, and ran over it again. Same thing, just stunned it, maybe fractured a bone here or there, but the snake would not die, even after repeated attempts of running over it. he finally pinned it in place with his rear tires, reached in the glove box and retrieved a .45 he kept in there. He told me to stay in my seat, and then walked back behind the van.
BAM! ....... long pause ............ BAM! BAM! BAM!
An even longer pause. He walked back and drove the van a little bit forward, then went back and threw the snake in the back of the van. I think he may have cooked it for dinner (like I said, this guy was a mean 'ol tough Marine - fought the Japs in WWII).
I tell kids these days stories like that and they just cannot wrap their minds around it. Everything has been so sanitized these days.