When I had girl cousins going to college, my uncle bought each of them a new car with proceeds from his coon hunting. He killed and sold enough furs to buy EACH of them a new Chevy Nova (1973 and 1976 or thereabouts).
He never used anything more than a Nylon 66 with the cheapest .22LR he could find, usually a case a year's worth, of the brownbox Remington Mohawk promotional loads, or Winchester Wildcats, just the cheapazz old roundnosed bullets.
He wore out THREE Nylon 66s during his coonhuntin' days, and still has #4.
No traps, either, just some REALLY good coonhounds, and a LOT of coons. Missouri is still overrun with the damned things.
