The PIPPIN market over these past 3 days almost drained me completely. The moment the final numbers came out—$800,000 in profit—that’s when I finally dared to believe this wasn’t a dream.

On November 30th at noon, I opened a long at 0.110, just messing around because I was feeling itchy to trade. Who would’ve thought this thing would go crazy and shoot straight to 0.140, and $287,000 just landed in my lap. I got impulsive, thinking it had pumped too hard and would definitely pull back, so I immediately flipped and opened a short.

The result? It skyrocketed straight to 0.195.

Watching those green numbers jump in my account almost made my heart stop. I had no choice but to quickly open another long to hedge, or my account would have been liquidated right there. My phone screen was burning hot from all the tapping, and my hands were shaking so much I could barely hit the buttons.

Last night, the coin started plunging again, and the moment I took profit this morning, I collapsed into my chair feeling completely drained. I stared at the screen so long last night my eyes were bloodshot, and just like that, another $470,000 came in.

Honestly, this kind of adrenaline rush is a hundred times more intense than winning the lottery. But right now, I just want a good night’s sleep—these three days really took everything out of me.