This is the story of how I used AI betting software...
To take on the fat cat bookies at their own game
Turning £200 into £84,375.20 over the last 14 months
From just a few laser-targeted, under-the-radar bets per day
And the best part is, today I'm opening this software up to the public...
For the next 100 people who take action...
You'll be able to replicate my success...
Make £1,548.50 in the next 7 days...
Bring home up to £6,291.75 in the next 30 days...
And copy my software's bets to chase a serious five-figure income over the next 14 months...
Before we go any further, let me ask you a question...
Do you feel cheated by the bookies?
Robbed of your hard-earned on horses that look like they'll win...
Only to fall flat at the end and cost you your betting bank...
Do you ever feel like the bookies are ten steps ahead...
Playing 4D chess while you play three...
You're not alone
That's exactly how I felt sitting there in my room for years.
Betting with the form guide, pen and paper, trying to out-compute a room full of data scientists.
It was never going to work.
No chance of ever making any real money doing it that way.
They had me exactly where they wanted me...
Just happy enough to keep betting, spending my wages on their sites and in their shops...
But never so fed up that I'd walk away for good.
A perfect customer.
Until one morning I woke up and decided I'd simply taken enough off them.
I started messaging anyone I could find on LinkedIn who worked for a UK bookmaker.
My proposal was simple.
I'd pay them £500 if, and only if, they agreed to get on a video call with me for an hour and tell me what really went on inside their firm.
A decent sum for an hour of someone's time.
As you'd imagine, 99% of people ignored me completely.
LinkedIn eventually flagged my account for sending too many messages.
I was ready to give up...
When I woke up one morning to a new message sitting in my inbox.
It was from a man I'll call Alan.
Name changed to protect his identity.
He worked for one of the biggest bookmakers in the UK.
Not a senior figure, not well paid.
But he knew exactly what went on inside that building.
We jumped on a call that morning and I confirmed the deal was real.
I sent half the money to his PayPal on the spot.
And he started to talk.
What he told me explained everything I'd ever wondered about why I could never get ahead.
He described how the bookmakers had built and trained an AI system that weighed up every variable imaginable.
He told me their pricing hadn't been the work of a clever bloke in a back office for well over a decade.
It was a machine.
A pricing engine fed by a team of data scientists, the same sort of people I'd spent my whole career working alongside in IT.
Machine learning software that ran millions of simulations a day...
Spitting out odds that looked generous to the punter on the surface...
While quietly and systematically hiding the horses most likely to win.
It's a number that's been calculated, tested against millions of past results, and tuned to take a slice off you on every single bet you place.
The engine also watches how money moves through the market and shifts the odds in real time to protect the firm's margin.
It wasn't guesswork on their part.
It was a finely tuned machine built to do one thing.
Take your money and keep you coming back
They Don't Ban You For Losing
He said the firm had a whole floor of clever people whose only job was to keep those odds sharp and the punter's life hard.
Mathematicians, statisticians, modellers, all of them pointed at the same target.
And every bet ever struck with the firm, win or lose, was just more food for the machine.
The more the country played, the better it learned to beat us.
Then Alan told me the part that made my blood run cold.
The same engine quietly watches every account on the books.
The moment you start winning at decent prices, a flag goes up against your name.
Your maximum stake gets cut, your account gets throttled, and before long you can't get more than a few quid on.
They don't ban you for losing.
They ban you for winning.
He told me that for years he'd watched this software outperform every analyst in the building.
The AI age of betting had arrived, and it was working better than ever.
It had become a force of its own, banking record profits for the firm.
He said that if I really wanted to compete, I needed access to the same kind of technology.
Not their exact system, of course.
But he'd spent months of evenings rebuilding the core logic on his own private server.
He knew how it worked from the inside out.
And what he'd built, he told me, was the closest thing to it that existed outside their walls.
Not for a salary, and not for a one-off fee.
He wanted a share of whatever we made together.
50/50 on any profits.
It sounded fair to me.
He couldn't bet himself under his employment contract, and every family member's account had been closed when he took the job.
I had no connection to him on paper.
I could bet freely across dozens of accounts.
We shook hands on it digitally and he logged off.
That evening, the access details arrived from an anonymous email account.
I logged in, and what I saw stopped me in my tracks.
Selections already flagged for the next morning's races.
A clean dashboard, a list of horses, and a confidence score against each one.
As an IT man, I knew straight away this was no spreadsheet with a few sums in it.
This was a proper trained model, the sort of thing that takes serious money and serious know-how to build.
I got three bets on before the odds shifted.
Woke up the next day with a mix of nerves and excitement.
The first pick lost and my heart sank.
But I stayed with it.
The second race came and my horse won.
The third won too.
I finished the day up over £275.
The next day brought two winners from three for a profit of £315.
The first full week closed out with six winners from eleven bets.
A first-week profit of £1,150
I messaged Alan and told him the results.
He wasn't surprised.
I sent his share over and he was delighted.
That was April 2025, and I ended my first full month with £3,840.50 in pure profit.
More than I'd ever made from betting in a single month.
By some considerable distance.
May added £4,420.30 and I started to relax into it.
June brought £6,180.75 as the summer flat season got going.
July followed with £5,640.50.
Then August became my best month of the year so far.
I withdrew every penny and watched it land in my current account.
I still remember refreshing my banking app like a kid, half-expecting the money to vanish, and it just sat there, every penny of it.
September added £6,380.60.
October brought another £6,740.45 as the autumn jumps season warmed up.
By now I'd cleared every credit card debt I was carrying.
November cleared £5,980.30.
December was quieter, with the festive cards thinning out, but still good for £4,290.85.
That rounded out a remarkable year, and I booked a 10-day holiday to Italy that my wife had been putting off for three years.
We'd never managed to go before.
She stopped rolling her eyes at me around this point.
Then 2026 arrived, and the software hit a different gear entirely.
January 2026 produced £6,540.90.
Every losing result was being fed back into the model, and you could see it sharpening month on month.
February became my best single month to that point.
£6,980.40 in tax-free profit.
March, with Cheltenham in full swing, came in at £6,840.75.
April held strong at £6,620.10.
And then May 2026 edged past everything that came before it.
£6,998.60 in a single month, a new record, and the clearest sign yet that the system keeps getting better.
The running total across those 14 months stands at £84,375.20
All withdrawn, all tax-free, from a few bets a day
Alan has received his share throughout.
He avoided the layoffs, and we've never had a single disagreement.
The arrangement works, and we've no intention of changing it.
Two years ago I was quietly hiding bank statements from Diane.
Now she asks me over breakfast which horses the software has flagged.
The whole thing has gone from a dirty little secret to something the family is actually proud of.
No more staring at an empty bank account in the final days before payday.
The fridge full, the bills covered, the cards cleared for good.
Holidays whenever you choose, wherever you want to go.
A newer car sat on the drive, maybe that extension you keep talking about.
All of it within reach, and more besides.
That's what this has done for my life.
And it's exactly what I want it to do for yours.
Let me tell you a little more about myself before we go any further.
My name is Mark Robinson.
I'm 49 years old, married with three teenage boys, and I've lived in Hastings my whole life.
I work in IT infrastructure.
Have done for 25 years.
I spend my days thinking about systems, logic, and how to make a clunky process run smoother.
Numbers are my world
If a server falls over at three in the morning, I'm the one tracing it back to the one line that broke.
Patterns, faults, cause and effect.
That's the job, and I'm good at it.
And yet for the better part of two decades, none of that rigour ever made it into my betting.
I just backed horses the way everyone else did.
A tip from a mate, a name I liked, a horse I'd seen run well before.
I'd spend the week troubleshooting million-pound systems for a living, then throw fifty quid at a grey because I fancied the look of it on the parade ring.
My wife Diane thought it was harmless enough in the early years.
A tenner here, twenty quid there.
It only became a problem when I started taking it seriously.
The more seriously I took it, the more I lost.
I followed tipsters, I bought systems, I built my own spreadsheets late into the night.
Nothing ever worked for long enough to matter.
A system would fly for a fortnight, suck me in, then quietly fall apart and take my bank with it.
There were months where I spent more online with the bookies than I did running the car.
Diane and I had proper arguments about it.
One stands out, a Saturday night after a big festival had cleaned me out, both of us sat at the kitchen table not saying much at all.
Promises made and broken, more times than I want to remember.
I knew deep down I'd never quit entirely.
The horses were too much a part of me for that.
But something had to change.
I couldn't keep bleeding money into an industry that was never going to let me win.
That's when I came up with the LinkedIn plan.
Here's the thing most punters never grasp.
When you place a bet, you aren't really betting against the horse.
You're betting against the bookies' machine, and that machine has already done more sums on that race than you could manage in a lifetime.
Our software fights back by running on the same footing.
Because Alan rebuilt the core of their engine, we aren't guessing at how the bookies think.
We already have the blueprint.
Every morning, before the first race is anywhere near off, the system pulls in the full card for every meeting in the country.
Then it goes to work on every single runner, not just the ones a tipster happens to fancy.
It weighs up things a human simply can't hold in their head all at once.
What The Software Weighs Up On Every Runner
How each horse actually finishes its races, the late pace it shows rather than where it crossed the line.
How the going suits its breeding, right down to the sires that throw runners who handle soft ground.
Course and distance form, and the shape of the track itself, tight bends, stiff finishes, the lot.
Draw bias that only shows up in big fields at certain courses on certain ground.
A trainer's yard form over rolling windows, plus the quiet angles, a first run after a layoff, a drop in class, headgear going on for the first time.
Whether a jockey actually goes well round that particular track, not just whether their name is famous.
And the weight a horse carries against the direction its handicap mark is travelling.
A sharp human tipster might weigh up 20 or 30 of those factors for one or two races, and it would take them all morning.
The software does it for every runner at every meeting, in seconds, with the same cold attention paid to the last race of the day as the first.
But raw speed isn't where the real edge lives.
The edge is in what it does with all that.
It works out a true win chance for every horse, then holds that figure up against the bookmaker's price.
When the software reckons a horse has a 25% chance of winning and the bookies are pricing it as if it's nearer 12%, that gap is the bet.
The horse doesn't have to win that day for the bet to be the right one.
It only has to win often enough, over a long run of those mispriced runners, to leave you well in front.
That's the exact logic the bookies use to build in their margin.
We've simply pointed it back in the other direction.
The software doesn't treat every factor the same in every race, because it learned that the rules change depending on the contest in front of it.
At a tight, turning track in a big sprint field, where a horse breaks from can make or wreck its chance, so the draw gets heavy weight.
Over a longer trip at a wide, galloping course, the draw barely matters, so it's all but ignored.
In a race full of unexposed young horses, the form of the yard sending them out tells you plenty.
In a big handicap stuffed with exposed old campaigners, it tells you almost nothing.
The software knows all of this, not because anyone typed in the rules, but because it taught itself from years of past results.
That's the gap between a rigid set of if-this-then-that instructions and a model that actually understands what it's looking at.
Their engine is built to price thousands of races a day and turn a profit across millions of bets.
It isn't built to get every horse at a wet Tuesday meeting at a small track spot on.
It leans on public money and big-name jockeys to shape the smaller markets, and that's where the gaps open up.
Our software is built to find them before anyone else does, and to get on while the price is still there.
And it never stops learning.
Every losing bet gets fed straight back in as fresh data.
The model looks at what it got wrong, adjusts which factors it leaned on too hard, and comes back a fraction sharper the next morning.
The bookies' engine improves every month, and so does mine.
Picture a wet Wednesday in October.
There's a low-grade handicap at a small northern track that barely anyone is watching.
The bookies have a horse at 8/1, mostly because it's been beaten in its last three runs and the big money is piling onto the favourite.
The software sees something completely different.
It clocks that those three defeats all came on fast ground the horse can't handle, that today's soft going is exactly what its breeding wants, and that the yard has quietly hit red-hot form in the last fortnight.
It works the horse's real chance out at nearer 4/1 and flags it as value.
By the time the race goes off, that 8/1 has been backed in to 9/2, and more often than not, the horse runs a stormer.
You'd have had it on at 8/1 first thing, while the rest of the market was still asleep.
That's the edge, in plain English.
No crystal ball and no inside word on the day, just a machine spotting a wrong price quicker than anyone else can.
This is why the old-school tipster is finished.
A bloke with a newspaper and a hunch is bringing a torch to a floodlit stadium.
He's working off the same public form everyone can see, on a good day or a bad one, while the firm he's betting into runs a machine that never has a bad day at all.
For the first time, you'd be sitting on the right side of that fight.
I spent 20 years in IT learning one hard lesson.
People are brilliant and people are hopeless, often within the same hour.
We spot patterns that were never there, we talk ourselves into bad calls, and we let one rotten morning sour every decision that comes after it.
A well-built machine has none of those weaknesses.
It doesn't get bored by the seventh race of the day.
It doesn't chase a loss, doesn't fall in love with a horse, and doesn't bottle a bet because the last one went down.
It just runs the same careful process, every runner, every meeting, every single morning.
For years I tried to be that machine with a pen and a form guide, and I failed, because no human ever could.
Now I don't have to be, and that's the most freeing thing that's ever happened to my betting.
Why You Haven't Made Money On The Horses Yet
Let me put your mind at rest about something first.
If you've never turned a steady profit backing horses, it isn't because you're daft, and it isn't because you haven't tried hard enough.
It's because the deck was stacked before you ever opened the betting app.
Here's what's actually been happening to you.
You've been pricing races in your head against a machine that prices them using an entire department. You bring a gut feeling and a tip from a mate. They bring a model refined across hundreds of millions of bets that updates the second money starts to move. That isn't a fair fight, and it was never meant to be one.
Your best runs are the ones that hurt you most. Back three winners on the spin and what happens? You get bold, you stake more, you start having a dabble in races you'd normally leave alone. The firms have studied that exact reflex for decades, because a hot streak is usually what tips a punter into giving it all back, and then some.
You back horses you like instead of prices that are wrong. There's a world of difference between a horse you think will win and a horse whose odds are simply too big for its real chance. Almost nobody asks that second question, and the second question is where every penny of long-term profit actually lives.
The moment you do start winning, they shut the tap off. Find a bit of an edge and your stake gets cut, or your account gets quietly limited to coppers. Spreading bets across a handful of accounts and keeping things sensible is the only way to stay under the radar long enough for the edge to pay.
You've never measured a thing. Ask most punters if they're up or down over the last year and they truly don't know. They remember the big winner and forget the slow drip of losers. You can't fix a system you've never once written down.
None of that is your fault.
But all of it can be turned around the moment you stop guessing and start letting a machine do the heavy lifting.
Why Most Tipsters End Up Costing You Money
I've paid for more tipster services than I'd care to add up, and the vast majority failed me in the same handful of ways.
Once you've seen how the firms really operate, you understand exactly why.
Most of them don't have a system at all. What they have is a knack for marketing the winners and going very quiet after a bad week. There's no model underneath it, nothing that holds up when you line up three months of cold results, just opinion dressed up as expertise.
They wave the winners about and bury the losers. You know the routine. The screenshot of Saturday's winning treble plastered everywhere, then total silence on Monday when four singles all got turned over. That's advertising, not a record, and it costs you every time you fall for it.
They're only human, and humans wobble. A tipster on a good run feels sharp and decisive. The same tipster after a rough fortnight starts second-guessing himself, tinkering with his own rules, ducking bets he'd have snapped up a month earlier. The software doesn't have moods, doesn't get tired, and runs the same process every morning whatever happened the day before.
Half of them aren't even backing their own tips. If someone won't put their own money down on a selection before it reaches you, that tells you everything about how much faith they have in it. I'm on every bet myself, before a single member sees it.
When a tip loses, they forget it and move on. Nothing gets learned. Our software does the opposite, taking every loser and folding it back into the model so the next morning's picks are a touch sharper. No human tipster alive can match that, no matter how many years they've been at it.
That's why so many services vanish within a year, rebrand, and pop up again under a shiny new name with a fresh set of early results.
A machine doesn't need to do any of that, because it doesn't run out of road.
Here's the full month-by-month picture for the last 12 months, straight from my own betting records.
Every line is a live month at £50 level stakes.
Nothing left out, no bad runs quietly deleted.
| Month | Bets Placed | Winners | Strike Rate | Monthly Profit |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| April 2025 | 35 | 19 | 54% | £3,840.50 |
| May 2025 | 35 | 20 | 57% | £4,420.30 |
| June 2025 | 41 | 26 | 63% | £6,180.75 |
| July 2025 | 40 | 24 | 60% | £5,640.50 |
| August 2025 | 44 | 30 | 68% | £6,920.20 |
| September 2025 | 40 | 26 | 65% | £6,380.60 |
| October 2025 | 43 | 29 | 67% | £6,740.45 |
| November 2025 | 39 | 24 | 62% | £5,980.30 |
| December 2025 | 35 | 19 | 54% | £4,290.85 |
| January 2026 | 42 | 27 | 65% | £6,540.90 |
| February 2026 | 42 | 29 | 69% | £6,980.40 |
| March 2026 | 44 | 30 | 68% | £6,840.75 |
| April 2026 | 41 | 27 | 66% | £6,620.10 |
| May 2026 | 43 | 30 | 70% | £6,998.60 |
| TOTAL | 564 | 360 | 64% | £84,375.20 |
Not one losing month across the entire run.
Even the quiet one, December, still banked over £4,000 while half the country was off work.
And look at where the strongest figures sit.
The 2026 months are running ahead of everything that came before, because the model has had another full year of results to learn from.
May 2026 alone produced £6,998.60 at a 70% strike rate.
That isn't a projection or a best-case guess.
That's what last month actually did.
Cumulative Profit Growth: April 2025 - May 2026
Now, you might be wondering why I'm sharing this at all.
If the software works this well, why let anyone else near it?
It's a fair question, and I want to give you a straight answer.
Alan can't bet under his own name, or through anyone he's connected to.
He's watched the results build for over a year, and he wants more people winning off the back of this.
As for my side of things, I've taken as much out of my own accounts as I can manage without drawing attention.
Remember what I told you about that flag going up the moment you start winning?
That's the part most people miss.
A small circle of members placing similar bets across dozens of different bookmakers actually helps spread the activity out.
It keeps everything below the radar for longer.
On top of that, the software doesn't care whether it's working out bets for one account or fifty.
It does the exact same job every morning either way.
So letting a tight group of the right people in costs me nothing, and it actually makes the whole operation safer.
It's in both our interests to grow this carefully, and with the right people.
Last month I ran a quiet trial with a small group of people.
Friends of friends, a couple of online contacts, no insiders.
I asked them to follow my daily bets for 30 days and report back at the end, good or bad.
No pressure to say anything positive.
I just wanted to know what happened.
Here's exactly what they told me
"I came into this fully expecting another let-down, because every service I'd touched in the past few years had ended the same miserable way. Thirty days later my account was up £2,260 and I still can't work out how little I had to do to get there."
Kevin Brennan, Newport
"For the first time in longer than I'd like to admit, I'm taking money out of my betting account instead of feeding it back in. By the end of the month I was £1,870 ahead, and that's the car insurance covered for the year without touching my wages."
Maria Caldwell, Northampton
"I went through the maths properly before I trusted a penny to it, and the win rate held up just as Mark said it would. I finished the trial £2,415 in front across the 30 days, with none of the stomach-churning losing runs I'd grown used to."
Gary Sutton, Glasgow
Results like that are what happens when a proper machine finds real gaps in the market.
Now, with that trial done and everyone happy...
I've decided to open up Deep Mind Bets to a wider group.
No more than that.
I need to protect the odds for everyone in the group.
Too many people piling onto the same selections and the bookmakers' algorithms start to notice the pattern.
Plus, I've only so much time in the day to handle correspondence and support.
I answer every email myself, and I'd sooner do that properly for 100 people than badly for a thousand.
Keep the number at 100 and I can give proper time to every member.
If you're reading this right now, places are still available
But they are going quickly.
I don't expect all 100 to last the day.
Every morning, before 8am UK time, an email lands in your inbox.
Inside, you'll find the exact selections the software has flagged for that day's racing.
I'll have placed my own bets moments before sending it.
Which means you get on at the same odds I do.
You open the email, head online or down to your local shop, and get your bets on.
That takes two to five minutes.
Then you close the email and get on with your day as normal.
No need to watch the races unless you fancy it.
No form to read, no data to analyse, no decisions to second-guess.
If you can open an email and place a bet, you can do this
It's all been done for you before you've finished your morning coffee.
In the evening, you check your account to see the results.
That's the whole process, start to finish.
You don't need to know a thing about racing, form, or betting markets.
You don't need any technical ability whatsoever.
It works for retirees, students, full-time workers, parents, night-shift workers.
Anyone over 18 who can bet on the UK horse races.
There's no learning curve, no complication, no catch.
Just open the email, place the bets, check the results, day after day.
"I'm on my feet all day and the last thing I want when I get in is homework, so the fact this takes two minutes in the morning sold me on the spot. My balance climbed £1,940 over the month while I barely lifted a finger."
Laura Parke, Peterborough
"I've been backing horses since I was old enough to walk into a shop, and I know the difference between a fluke and a real edge when I see one. The prices these picks kept landing at were ones I'd never have found on my own, and £2,580 in a single month tells its own story."
Neil Hardcastle, Durham
"My partner had a good laugh when I joined, then went very quiet when I showed him £2,090 sitting in the account four weeks later. He's the one nagging me to forward him the email every morning now."
Anita Taylor, Gloucester
I'm not going to insult you with promises this can't keep.
Deep Mind Bets won't make you a millionaire overnight.
It won't win every bet, and there'll be the odd losing day along the way, because no system on this earth wins them all.
What it will do is put a machine on your side that prices races the same way the bookies do, then quietly backs their mistakes morning after morning.
Over a month, and over a year, that's an edge most punters never get within a mile of.
The 12-month record above is simply what that edge looks like once you let it run.
Now, how much is this going to cost you?
I want to be straight with you here.
14 months of results totalling £84,375.20 isn't something you can stick a modest price on.
A professional tipster with half this track record would charge £100 a month without blinking.
Most charge more than that.
But I've no interest in running a high-priced subscription business.
My bets are worked out and placed every morning regardless of how many people receive them.
It costs me next to nothing to send them out to members.
And after years of losing my own money chasing bad advice...
There's real satisfaction in watching other people finally get ahead.
So I'm charging nowhere near what this is worth.
To become a lifetime member of Deep Mind Bets right now...
The one-time joining fee is £20
Not £20 a month.
Not £20 to start and a subscription kicking in later.
You pay once, and you receive my daily bets for life.
No hidden charges, no renewal fees, nothing else to pay.
Your 30-Day Iron-Clad Guarantee
And to make this as easy a decision as it should be...
Deep Mind Bets is fully backed by my 30-day money-back guarantee.
Join today, follow my selections for the next 30 days, track every result.
If at any point inside those 30 days you're not completely happy with what you see...
Drop me a quick email and I'll refund every penny of your joining fee.
No questions.
Your joining fee comes straight back to you, the same day.
Every member of my trial group has stayed on.
Not a single refund requested.
But the guarantee is there, and it's iron-clad.
Because that's how confident I am in what you're about to receive.
100 memberships.
87 have been taken so far, as I write this.
13 spots remain
I don't know how long they'll last.
If you're reading this and the page is still up, there's still a chance.
But I wouldn't wait to find out.
To get lifetime access to my Deep Mind Bets bets, enter your email address below.
Complete the 100% secure checkout in under a minute.
Your tips for today are waiting for you immediately.
Once all 100 memberships are claimed, this page comes down, and I can't promise when or if I'll open the doors again.
You're fully protected by a 30-day money-back guarantee, so the only real risk is doing nothing and letting someone else take your place.
Today's selections are in the members area, ready for you to back right now.
Most members make their joining fee back from a single winning bet.
You've everything to gain and nothing to lose.
I'll see you in the members area shortly.
How many bets will I get each day?
Usually two or three. Some mornings the software flags a single standout, and on a quiet day it might sit on its hands and tell you so. It never invents bets to fill a quota, because a forced bet is a losing bet waiting to happen.
What stakes should I use?
My own record runs at £50 level stakes, but you should start wherever you're comfortable. A sensible flat stake of a few percent of your betting bank lets the edge build without any single result hurting you.
Do I need a particular bookmaker?
No. The selections work at any standard UK bookmaker, and a betting exchange often gives you an even better price. If you've an account open anywhere, you're ready from day one.
What if my account gets limited?
It happens to winners, so it's worth planning for from the start. Spreading your bets across a few accounts and keeping your stakes sensible is how you stay under the radar, and it's exactly why I cap the membership numbers.
What if I miss a morning?
No harm done. Each day's bets stand on their own, with nothing carried over, so you simply pick back up the next morning.
Do I need any experience?
None at all. If you can open an email and type a horse's name into a bookmaker's search bar, you've got everything you need.
How is this different from other AI betting tools I've seen advertised?
Most of them are a basic stats filter with a flashy name bolted on top. This is the core of a real bookmaker's pricing engine, rebuilt from the inside by someone who worked on the original, and it's been running live for 14 months. That's the whole reason it actually works.
What size betting bank do I need to start?
There's no minimum, and plenty of people start small and build from the winnings. Setting aside £100 or so as a dedicated bank gives you a sensible cushion to ride out a quiet spell without it touching your everyday money.
Will I have to watch racing all day?
Not unless you want to. The bets come with the race times, so you can get them on first thing and forget about them until you fancy checking your account in the evening.
Kind regards,
Mark Robinson
As I write this, just 13 of the 100 spots remain.
14 months, £84,375.20, and not a single losing month in the 12-month record above.
Today's selections are already loaded in the members area, waiting to be backed.
Most members cover that £20 joining fee with their very first winning bet.
With the 30-day guarantee in place, you've nothing to lose and a great deal to gain.