As a 32-year-old INTP aviation enthusiast from San Francisco, I stopped chasing algorithms and started listening to the sky. This isn’t about gambling—it’s about rhythm, solitude, and the quiet thrill of altitude. I traded hype for honesty, bets for breaths between climbs, and learned that true mastery lies not in winning, but in knowing when to land. Here, every cloud is a data point. Every silence, a waypoint.