Thanks for looking Boys (and Girl(s))...
As a youngun, back at then turn of the 60's, I always used to have pet snakes. I could fill a book with my domestic experiences with snakes... like my unique graves fro them and my flying snake. However the following story always comes to mind first.
on social outings, I used to take my snakes with me and often while driving the car, the friendly ones curled up on the drop down arm rest (one actually propped up and regularly seemed to look out the windscreen)... the not so friendly were often put in the glove box to stop them from crawling down near the pedals. One night I forgot it was in the glove box. The next day going to work (my snakes were banned from uni and work) I started the car up and heard a crunch. Opened up the bonnet and there was minced meat everywhere. Apparently with the cold of the night, the snake crawled out the back of the glovebox and nestled up to the warmth of the radiator next to the fan... you can guess the rest.
If your first cut is too short... Take the second cut from the longer end... LBD