J.M.
Progressive Slot
I was just killing time on a Wednesday afternoon, had maybe an hour before I needed to pick up my daughter from school. Started playing the progressive machine near the sports bar—wasn't even expecting much, honestly. Then all these lights went off and I heard the bells ringing. My hands were shaking so bad I could barely press the button to call the attendant. I kept saying 'this isn't real, this isn't real' over and over. We're putting half toward her college fund and using the rest to finally fix up the deck that's been falling apart for three years.
