2018 — the year I found ETH. I had no clue what I was doing, but I kept mining anyway. That mining rig? Loud as a hairdryer, hot as an oven. The room felt like 40°C. I’m serious — it was hard to breathe in there. I’d leave it running all day and night. While I was asleep. While I was at work. That thing could’ve burned my place down. But I didn’t stop. I was mining ETH and selling it for $300. Didn’t know what a wallet really was. Didn’t know what ETH was even used for. Just saw coins coming in and thought, “Cool.” Looking back, it was wild. But honestly? That’s how I really got into crypto.