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I was just killing time on a Tuesday afternoon, feeding twenty bucks into the machine without really expecting anything. My wife was at her book club, and I had the whole evening free. Then boom—the bells started going crazy and I couldn't belive what I was seeing on the screen. I just sat there for like two minutes before I could even call an attendant. My hands were shaking so bad I could barely sign the paperwork. We're putting most of it toward paying off the house and taking a trip to Hawaii next year.

I'd been coming to Red Rock for years, always playing the same table on weekends, and the dealers know me by name at this point. This particular night I was up and down, but stayed patient with my bets. Then I got into this incredible streak where I couldn't loose—hit like seven hands in a row. The guy next to me kept saying he'd never seen anything like it. I called my brother right there from the casino floor and he thought I was joking. We're using some for his kid's college fund and the rest is just sitting there making me smile every time I check my account.

I've been playing poker seriously for about five years, so when the tournament came around I felt ready. Made it through the early rounds pretty steady, then got lucky with two big hands against some really strong players. The final table was intense—my heart was pounding and I could feel the sweat on my palms. When I won that last hand, the room erupted and I just sat there in disbelief for a moment. That money is going toward my poker study, equipment, and my mom's medical bills she's been worried about.

My friend dragged me to the casino after work because she said I needed to loosen up—I'm usually the cautious type. I watched her play for a while, then she convinced me to put down fifty bucks on roulette, just for fun. I picekd some numbers that had meaning to me, you know, my birthday and my anniversary. When those numbers hit, I honestly thought there was some kind of mistake at first. I grabbed my friends arm and we both screamed like we were twenty again. I'm using it to finally take that sabbatical I've been dreaming about and cover some debt.

I was in town visiting my sister for the holidays and we decided to try our luck one evening. I'm not usually a big gambler, but I liked the Buffalo Gold machine—the graphics are cool. Started with fifty bucks and just kept getting free spins, watching the symbols line up perfectly. After about twenty minutes I had to ask my sister if I was reading the total correct because it seemed impossibly high. We celebrated with champagne at the casino bar and called my parents that night. It's being split between my kids' college funds and a renovaiton project I've been putting off for years.

I play Three Card Poker maybe once a month when I'm in Vegas—it's just my game, something about the pace keeps me interested. This February night I was honestly tired and almost left early, but decided to play one more round before heading back to the hotel. Got a strong hand and decided to make a bigger bet than usual, which I almost never do. My cards held up and suddenly I was being paid out and trying to remember how to breathe properly. I'm paying off my truck, taking my family on a nice vacation, and the rest is going into savings for when I retire.