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I was just killing time on a Tuesday afternoon, figured I'd throw a hundred bucks at the slots before heading back to work. My boss had been riding me all week and I needed a break. Hit the bonus round on the third spin and suddenly I'm watching the numbers climb—$127,500 on the display. My hands started shaking so bad I could barely press the cash out button. I kept saying 'no way, no way' over and over. I'm using most of it to pay off my car loan early, and I'm taking my wife somewhere nice for our anniversary that we had to postpone last year.

I'd been coming to Caesars for years, mostly small bets, nothing serious. This particualr night I was sitting at table six with this really friendly dealer and I was up about three grand already. I decided to split tens on a hand—stupid move normally—but the dealer busted and suddenly I'm way up. By the end of the night I walked away with $89,200 in chips. My buddy told me I looked like I was gonna pass out when we cashed in. Most of it's going into my kids college fund, but I bought myself a new truck with some of it. Felt like I earend that one.

I'd been playing poker seriously for about eight months, taking online courses and studying the game constantly. When I registered for the tournament at Caesars, my wife thought I was crazy to risk the entry fee. I made it to the final table and was the short stack with twelve people left, but I doubled up twice and suddenly I'm in contention. Heads-up against this older gentleman went for about an hour before I won the final hand on a river card. I actually teared up when they announced my name—two hundred and fifteen thousand dollars. I'm putting the bulk into investments but I'm finally taking that sabbatical I've been dreaming about.

I was celebrating my divorce being finalized, honestly. Had just signed the papers that morning and needed to do something crazy to feel alive again. Went to Caesars with my sister and we were just goofing around at the roulette wheel, betting small amounts on random numbers. I put twenty bucks on 17 because that was my daughter's lucky number, and it hit—once, then the next spin I put my winnings back and it hit again. I actually screamed and my sister was jumping up and down with me. The money's going straight into savings for my daughter's college, and I'm paying off some medical bills from the divorce proceedings.

I was at Caesars with my brother for his birthday weekend and we were just having fun playing different machines. I'm not really a slots person, but he dragged me over to Buffalo Gold and said the buffalo symbol was lucky. Kept hitting free spins and I honestly lost track of how much was piling up. When the machine finally stopped, I had to call an attendant because I thought it was glitching. Turned out to be real—sixty-three thousand, seven hundred and fifty dollars. I used some to help my brother with his mortgage and invested the rest for my retirement.

I stopped by Caesars on my way home from a really brutal shift at the hospital. Needed to decompress and Three Card Poker is my game—it's simple and the pace keeps my mind off work. I was up and down for about an hour, then hit a pair plus jackpot on three consecutive hands. The other players at my table were cheering me on which made it even better. I cashed out thirty-eight thousand four hundred and decided to use it for a kitchen renovation we've been putting off forever. It felt good to finally stop worrying about money for one week.