J.M.
Progressive Slot
I'd been coming to Sycuan for about five years, mostly just playing $20 here and there on my lunch breaks from my job at the warehouse. That morning I was actually thinking about finally taking my daughter to Disneyland—we'd been saving up. I sat down at this machine I usually pass by threw in fifty bucks, and after maybe ten minutes of just regular spins, suddenly all these bells went off. I couldn't even process what was happening at first. My hands were shaking so bad I could barley punch in my player card info. We're definately doing that Disney trip now, and I'm gonna pay off some medical bills my wife's been stressed about.
