East Coast Bull-8ft 8in

Went from wednesday to saturday over to the east coast for a family reunion and planned to do some shark fishin. After setting out baits wed. night at 11:50pm my 12/0 started screaming. I let it run and set the hook on what feels like a big fish. I didn't have my harness and I was by myself fishing so I planted the rod in the sand and fought the fish. First run was 400yds and then when I got it to the beach it took off for another 200 yd run. After an hour I call up my brother who is sleeping in the condo and tell him I got a big bull and need help. So he ran down and between him, a guy who walked up and his girlfriend and me we dragged the shark on the beach. First thing I noticed is on one side there was a big fresh bite mark behind the dorsal fin on its left side toward the bottom so I knew there was a big hammer or tiger out there and I also knew the shark was going to die even if I released it. I told my brother to gut the bull while I paddle out another bait for the big shark lurking around but it never hit. A few days later that bull fed 30 people a full dinner so none of it went to waste. In fact, everybody thought it was chicken before I revealed what it really was. She was 8' 8" long and had a girth of 4'9" putting the estimated weight at 422lbs. She wasn't even pregnant but if she was she would have been huge. For the next three days and three nights I fished and only would get hits from 11pm to 2am and they were all big sharks. One night I had a shark spooling me until it was about 900yds deep into the braid and the hooks pulled, another tail wacked a smaller 10' leader, and one night two guys from canada and a bunch of good lookin girls who hung out with me on the beach every day after they saw me catch the bull were helping me out so I let them take turns fighting a shark. That shark ended up getting 20' away from the beach and was probly 7' when the hooks pulled. The final shark I lost was what I think a 10-12' nurse. It picked the bait up like a nurse, fought like a nurse, but I could barely budge the thing and it actually pulled drag on me (i've never had a nurse pull drag). It was pulling real slow and I could barely hold onto my rod because it was so heavy. I don't think it was a goliath because Ive never heard of them being caught where i was. It ended up hitting a rockpile or a reef and I lost it. I'll be back over there soon with fresh tackle hopefully and have to get paybacks with the sharks that won the fight for now.