J.M.
Progressive Slot
I was just killing time on a Tuesday afternoon, figured I'd throw twenty bucks into the machine while my wife was shopping. Next thing I know, the whole thing lit up like a Christmas tree. My hands were shaking so bad I could barely hit the button to call the attendant. I kept saynig "this can't be real, this can't be real" over and over. We're using it to finally fix up the house—new roof, new kitchen, and putting the rest toward my daughter's college tuition.
