Legend of the Tufa Dog Coin: My MUBARAK Night
At 2:30 a.m., I stared at my phone screen, my eyes already burning from being open too long.
During the day at work, my supervisor chewed me out. At night, back home, I habitually opened Binance and checked the feed. Someone in the group posted, “MUBARAK is about to take off.” I glanced at it casually—the price was only $0.03, and the market cap was pitifully small.
“Another tufa dog.” I muttered, rolled over, and got ready to sleep.
But for some reason, that name kept looping in my head. MUBARAK—it sounded like the name of some Middle Eastern rich guy, and somehow it was oddly funny. I reopened my phone and searched on Binance—turns out, you could actually trade it.
“Anyway, it’s just a few hundred yuan.”
I transferred in 2,000 U, bought more than fifty thousand MUBARAK at $0.035. After I bought, I went to sleep, thinking, if I lose, then I lose. Consider it tuition.
The next morning at 7 a.m., when the alarm went off, I instinctively reached for my phone.
The notifications exploded.
MUBARAK—$0.06.
I thought I misread it. I rubbed my eyes and checked again. It went up almost double?
I sat bolt upright in bed, heart pounding. I opened the candlestick chart—the green bar shot upward like a rocket.
The group was already going crazy.
“MUBARAK is awesome!”
“Brothers, charge!”
“This is barely the start—our target is a dime!”
I stared at the screen, my finger hovering over the sell button, hesitating. Sell—it's already doubled. Take the profit. Don’t sell—what if it really hits a dime?
Just as I was stuck in indecision, the price suddenly pulled back, getting smashed from $0.06 straight down to $0.04. The group filled with groans: “It’s over, it’s over. Sure enough, tufa dogs are just tufa dogs.”
I took a deep breath and didn’t move.
At 2 p.m., I was in a meeting. My phone kept vibrating in my pocket. I fought the urge to look. When the meeting ended, I slipped into the restroom, opened it—$0.075.
That evening when I got home—$0.09.
By the next morning, when I opened Binance, my hands were shaking.
$0.14.
My 2,000 U had turned into nearly 7,000 U.
I sat there on the toilet, staring at that number for a full five minutes. Seven thousand—more than my salary for an entire month. I remembered last year when I got liquidated trading futures and lost 20,000 U. I remembered those nights when friends mocked me, “You’re just a loser who’s like a disposable leek.”
In the end, at around $0.12, I sold everything, pocketing more than 5,000 U.
Later, MUBARAK surged to a peak of $0.087 again, then pulled back. But by then, it had nothing to do with me anymore.
Some people said I got lucky. Others said my timing was right. Only I knew that night—I was almost going to miss it.
The most expensive thing in the crypto world isn’t Bitcoin. It’s the courage to look twice.
Of course, I also know this time was luck. Next time I buy a tufa dog coin, it might not be this lucky again. With 5,000 U, I brought the brothers out for hot pot, and the rest I saved into a fixed-term deposit.
After all, just listen to stories about tufa dogs. If you take it seriously, you’ll lose.
#MUBARAK #土狗币传奇 #Binance Feed
At 2:30 a.m., I stared at my phone screen, my eyes already burning from being open too long.
During the day at work, my supervisor chewed me out. At night, back home, I habitually opened Binance and checked the feed. Someone in the group posted, “MUBARAK is about to take off.” I glanced at it casually—the price was only $0.03, and the market cap was pitifully small.
“Another tufa dog.” I muttered, rolled over, and got ready to sleep.
But for some reason, that name kept looping in my head. MUBARAK—it sounded like the name of some Middle Eastern rich guy, and somehow it was oddly funny. I reopened my phone and searched on Binance—turns out, you could actually trade it.
“Anyway, it’s just a few hundred yuan.”
I transferred in 2,000 U, bought more than fifty thousand MUBARAK at $0.035. After I bought, I went to sleep, thinking, if I lose, then I lose. Consider it tuition.
The next morning at 7 a.m., when the alarm went off, I instinctively reached for my phone.
The notifications exploded.
MUBARAK—$0.06.
I thought I misread it. I rubbed my eyes and checked again. It went up almost double?
I sat bolt upright in bed, heart pounding. I opened the candlestick chart—the green bar shot upward like a rocket.
The group was already going crazy.
“MUBARAK is awesome!”
“Brothers, charge!”
“This is barely the start—our target is a dime!”
I stared at the screen, my finger hovering over the sell button, hesitating. Sell—it's already doubled. Take the profit. Don’t sell—what if it really hits a dime?
Just as I was stuck in indecision, the price suddenly pulled back, getting smashed from $0.06 straight down to $0.04. The group filled with groans: “It’s over, it’s over. Sure enough, tufa dogs are just tufa dogs.”
I took a deep breath and didn’t move.
At 2 p.m., I was in a meeting. My phone kept vibrating in my pocket. I fought the urge to look. When the meeting ended, I slipped into the restroom, opened it—$0.075.
That evening when I got home—$0.09.
By the next morning, when I opened Binance, my hands were shaking.
$0.14.
My 2,000 U had turned into nearly 7,000 U.
I sat there on the toilet, staring at that number for a full five minutes. Seven thousand—more than my salary for an entire month. I remembered last year when I got liquidated trading futures and lost 20,000 U. I remembered those nights when friends mocked me, “You’re just a loser who’s like a disposable leek.”
In the end, at around $0.12, I sold everything, pocketing more than 5,000 U.
Later, MUBARAK surged to a peak of $0.087 again, then pulled back. But by then, it had nothing to do with me anymore.
Some people said I got lucky. Others said my timing was right. Only I knew that night—I was almost going to miss it.
The most expensive thing in the crypto world isn’t Bitcoin. It’s the courage to look twice.
Of course, I also know this time was luck. Next time I buy a tufa dog coin, it might not be this lucky again. With 5,000 U, I brought the brothers out for hot pot, and the rest I saved into a fixed-term deposit.
After all, just listen to stories about tufa dogs. If you take it seriously, you’ll lose.
#MUBARAK #土狗币传奇 #Binance Feed