J.M.
Progressive Slot
I'd been coming to PT's for about three years, usually on Friday nights after work just to unwind for an hour or two. That night I was pretty tired from a long week at the warehouse, almost didn't even sit down at the machines. But something made me feed twenty bucks into this progressive slot, and within maybe ten minutes I hit it. My hands were shaking so bad I could barely press the button to call the attendant. I kept saynig 'this can't be real, this can't be real' over and over. The money's going straight to pay off my truck and help my daughter with college—I've been worried sick about how she'd afford it.
