Vera Johnson
This gave me flashbacks to when I’d run old-school Bitcoin faucets in 2014 from my dorm room, baking banana bread while watching the claims roll in. Those were the days—low traffic, no bots, just random people curious about this strange internet money. Nowadays, I don’t touch faucets for the earnings—they’re negligible. But they’re excellent barometers for community sentiment. I keep one open on my Raspberry Pi next to my herb garden. If faucet claims spike, I know something’s brewing—airdrop rumors, price jumps, or a new coin wave. It’s not about value. It’s about watching the tide shift from the shoreline.