Last nite, I took a town car home from a meeting in the city. I didn't recognize the driver but he knew me. He tells me that he'd driven me to the airport a few years ago and I'd told him I was going to Vegas to play blackjack and how i'd learned to count cards by reading books.
He went on to tell me how he'd been inspired by my story and had read every book in the public library before heading down to AC armed with a $500 BR. He doubled his money and in less than a year he turned his original $500 into over $10,000.
Then he went to Vegas and made so much in a weekend they gave a suite and flew him home on a private jet.
Last year, he cleared almost $200,000 and is almost ready to give up his job as a driver.
All because he was lucky enough to pick me up on my way to Vegas.:devil:
He went on to tell me how he'd been inspired by my story and had read every book in the public library before heading down to AC armed with a $500 BR. He doubled his money and in less than a year he turned his original $500 into over $10,000.
Then he went to Vegas and made so much in a weekend they gave a suite and flew him home on a private jet.
Last year, he cleared almost $200,000 and is almost ready to give up his job as a driver.
All because he was lucky enough to pick me up on my way to Vegas.:devil: