I posted this story before about a hand fishing attempt. Here it is after a little cleaning up:
. A bud and I hit a hole ooutisde Kingisher, Oklahoma, real small town America. Anyway, we spent a hour scouring the bed in about 4-5 feet of murky water, real red dirt Okie water, so thick you couldn't see your limbs but a foot from your face. The search involved your hands and thrusting them in holes baiting cats or whatever else might like a bite. So I stuck my hand in one crevice, then something swallowed my hand, scraped its teeth along my wrist and bit the crap out of my forearm. I was submerged at the time and have never felt so disorientated. The pain sent me spinning under the surface for what felt like an eternity. Finally I emerged gasping for air with blood gushing about two inches above the wrist. I still have a scar on my left knuckle as a reminder.
It scared the bejesus out of me, so I decided to leave hand fishing to the good ole boys from then on. I can't say what the creature was but, but friends have told me it was probably a Musky Catfish, since mid-american flat heads - the fish we were looking for - lack teeth..