I actually caught the one that haunts me! I was about 14 yrs old and in a small Jon boat in south Alabama on our annual weeklong fishing / camping trip. The guy in the boat with me is a notorious jokester. I was throwing a buzzbait in the grass and hung a good one. We get him into the boat and start taking pictures (pre camera phones). As a youngster I really don’t know how big the fish is, my partner thinks 7-9 lbs. I decide to keep the fish and mount it, and all we have is one of those metal clamp stringers. My fishing partner says you don’t want to lose this one, put the clamp through both lips. So that’s what I did and I eased it over the side of the boat. With one mighty head shake that fish ripped itself free and splashed in. I actually got my hands on it for a brief moment after it broke free but it powered away. Not sure if it just ripped its lips or ripped the stringer apart, as I recall I wasn’t really interested in the details at that point hahaha. We still have to fish for like 5 more hours and I just sat there wanting to puke. Not to fret, you might think, because we still have the pictures and a fiberglass replica is now something we had heard of. The nearest place to develop photos is a wal Mart one hour away, which we learned by asking the very few people we could find (pre smart phones). When we finally get to wal mart, they develop the pictures and as i learneda few days after we returned home, the roll of film was double exposed...... ouch......... took me a while to get over that one. Luckily I have caught 2 bass around 8 lbs since then and did get one of them mounted. And I sure as heck haven’t used a metal clamp stringer ever since . My buddies on the same camping trip still give me grief all the time. They usually give me a box of crayons and say “next time you catch a big one just draw us a picture of it”