J.M.
Progressive Slot
I was just killing time between shifts at work, figured I'd throw fifty bucks at the slots before heading home. Hit the progressive on the third spin and honestly thought the machine was broken when all the lights went crazy. My hands were shkaing so bad I could barely call the attendant over. I'm putting half toward my daughter's college fund and taking the family to Tahoe next summer—we've been saying we'd do that for years.
