Hamilton. Working-class suburb. Freight loader and a nurse for parents. Māori on Dad’s side, Scottish on Mum’s — two languages, two families that didn’t always get along.
I dropped an IT degree in second year. Not grades. A paying job came up.
Eighteen months on night shift at the support desk of an offshore casino outfit. Answering tickets about delayed withdrawals. Reading the angry emails. Writing the templated refusals myself. That’s where I learned where the hooks sit in the terms — not from reviews, from the inside.
Quit in September 2026. I was sick of typing “unfortunately bonus funds are not withdrawable”. Collected material through October. Started this in November.
I live at my parents’ place because Hamilton rent is a joke. There’s a dog called Chip that barks at the mail. The lawn needs mowing and I keep checking licence registers at 2am out of habit.
What this site is
One person. No editorial team. Text only, no face on the brand — you’ll know me by how I label things, not by a photo.
Boundaries first: I don’t deposit
I don’t have a casino bankroll. So every piece carries a verification level instead of a claim I can’t back:
- R1 — document. Licence registers, filings, terms saved with a timestamp.
- R2 — demo. Signed up, walked the interface, timed support, no money.
- R3 — community. Dated complaint data from people who did move money.
- R4 — unverified. My read. Labelled.
No score above 8 without R1. None above 8.5 without confirmed payouts. The full method is on the methodology page.
What I’m good at, and what I’m not
Terms and registers. Bonus maths. Where a clause bites. Support behaviour.
Not: long-session live dealer feel, app stability on old phones, measured RTP. Twenty-three years old and five minutes into this — I’m not going to pretend otherwise.
Correct me if you know better.