Entering into a Game that’s not meant for the Faint-Hearted

In what could best be described as a game not meant for the faint-hearted, was the desire for progress that attracted inordinate risks. 

Gaming was adopted to deceive people who are out to make quick riches. I saw my fortunes plummet as I delved deeper into the uncharted waters in my copious attempts to mint millions within a shorter period of time. As I pondered on the returns, I never wavered in my endeavors.

When the magnitude of loses reached bitter proportion, I contemplated various ways to unravel the puzzle that could make my life a little better. Sometimes I almost gave up, but the persistence to succeed never erased my hopes.

I did a personal research on the winning trends and patterns and came up with an innovation that trained various models and display speckled solutions. I deployed the mathematics I was taught at Kibabii High School by Mrs. Ann Khisa and the one I was taught at Maseno University, Probability and Statistics lessons, by Dr. Silas Onyango.

The mathematical skill was amalgamated with Computer Programming lessons at Maseno, administered by Mr. Konyino. 

In my own unique way, I came up with an Excel Program that can aid soccer jackpot gamblers to win amazing bonuses and grand prizes. The Jackpot Puzzle Solver enabled me to reverse loses that I had incurred for so long. 

If you feel that gambling can determine your destiny then go for it, but I would not motivate it in any way. But don’t gamble blindly instead use the variation rule in order to reduce chances of losing.

I restricted myself to jackpot betting because its rewards were more lucrative as compared to other wagers. I knew it was the only avenue to resuscitate my dwindling fortunes. I anticipated leading a comfy life derived from the soccer jackpot winnings.

In my thoughts I knew I would make it one day. I trained my eyes to the Grand Prize – and nothing less than that. Somehow, it was a crazy thought that could have been easily thrashed by majority of my peers. So I didn’t air it out, but kept it closer to my mind.

With the formulae in my head and the ability to reduce chances of fails through well-defined numerical procedures, I started experimenting my work and see if it could yield to fruition. Unlike the past, I avoided making silly blunders.

By then my son Liam Kerre was about five and a half months, when things started working. I could not ascertain where the incessant smiles were coming from. Somehow, it was the journey to greatness that was beckoning.

I designed a plan that could have been funded in millions of Kenyan cash, yet I didn’t have the money. My dream grew bigger as I untangled the missing inklings that might have obstructed my millionaire journey. 

I discerned how I could be beneficial to my family, my parents, my relatives and society at large. My ideas were almost foggy because there was no fuel to propel them to life. The vagueness was precluding my full identity. 

Unraveling the soccer jackpot puzzle was one of the greatest achievements in my life. The idea was timely and set a different trajectory in my life.

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