Dude, you must be skinnier than I am. I worked at a campsite where there lived a human-habituated carpet python who would arm wrestle one of the guys. Now granted he is what the average aussie would refer to as a "rig" and no American would believe was vegan, but he would let that thing wrap his arm up and he would fight with it. Easy six feet long and when hungry four inches in diameter (the python) and they knew each other well.
Now that having been said, if I didn't know how they reacted and acted, and had a similar incident to you, I might have had a similar reaction, so I'm not judging, I've been attacked by stuff that in hindsight was far less dangerous than it seemed at the time. To me, it falls into the "funny but sad that an animal died" rather than a "fight for my life" story, but I'll take a python over an eastern brown any day of the week. But as I said, I wasn't there, so I'm not trashing too hard, just a little. I've camped with bears and snakes, and to be fair, I'll take bears.