The damn things are everywhere. Pulled the X Type out of slumber today. Popped the bonnet, and there's this cheeky wee bugger on top of the airbox.
He wasn't best pleased at being wakened up
Then the stupid fucker fell off the airbox and onto the front bank camshaft cover, which was hot-ish. I was debating: get the garlic butter, or get the socket set? Sockets it was. Rescued him, and sent him to live in the garden.
No need for balls or other ammo, and therefore no collateral damage to property or tidying up afterwards. I find it's useful to collect the snails in a bucket first in order to have them handy to maintain a good rhythm.