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I share my experience gained in US prisons. In this thread, I talk about why I ended up in prison. I will share information about what carding is, how I came to this field, and about cybercrime in general, what it is and how it developed. Well, you know how it ended.
I will come to the Russian world, I will find you, and you will be fucked. A bunch of weed in the form of a cone. We are calling from the FBI, we offer you to surrender, we know who you are, we know what you are doing, so please surrender.
As I have said many times in my videos, it all started with the glorious city of Borisov. I was born in 1984, on September 9, in the city of Borisov, then the Belarusian USSR. It all started there. Why do I say that it all started there? Because my mother sent me to school at the age of 7, where they studied and taught English from the first grade. You could say that it all started there.
I went there at the age of 7, and thanks to this school, school number 15, hello, Stakhanovskaya Street, the best school in the world, thanks to this school I started speaking English, and thus, with the help of English, as strange as it may sound, I got into the world of crime. Until I was 16, I lived in Borisov, I had an ordinary family. My mother was a nurse. A person like Grandma Nina had a very serious influence on my life. My Grandma Nina was a builder. This is hello to feminism. In the Soviet Union, everything was fine with this.
A man and a woman, they were equal. Well, practically. And my grandmother worked on construction sites in the Soviet Union her entire life, for about 40 years, for sure. She built the BelAZ enterprise, she built schools. And my grandfather, her husband was also a builder, but he died back in the 80s. As a result, my family, my dad, my mom and dad divorced when I was 3 years old. Then my mom had another husband. That is, there were always some adventures, some new people in my life.
But overall, I lived in a three-room apartment on Chapaeva Street and went to school. And also, I must say, I devoted a lot of time to sports. From the first grade, I was involved in swimming. Until the eighth grade, then the coach told me that I needed to move to a professional level and practice not once a day, but twice a day, and then I had to miss the first lesson. My mother said, listen, he is learning English, he still needs to be extradited to America, so no swimming, let him, please, finish his studies as expected.
As a result, after the eighth grade, my sports section disappeared and a new sports section appeared instead of swimming, it was target shooting. I shot for three years, 8th, 9th, 10th grade, it was very interesting. I also liked swimming, but in fact, I still feel the au from the past regarding the swimming section.
Thanks to Mr. Terekh, my coach, because swimming 8 years of daily training make themselves felt. In principle, I still know how to swim, and it is my favorite pastime. As I already said, in the eighth grade I switched to field shooting, it was already more interesting, a completely different sport. And also we were already 14-15-16 years old there, and there were a lot of competitions.
I successfully performed at some competitions. I remember some region, first place, then in the Republic there, fourth place. And what I remember most of all is traveling to competitions from Borisov, for example, to Minsk, from Borisov to Grodno. And we lived in hotels there, Belarusian television filmed us during the competitions, it was very, very interesting. Also in hotels, on such sports trips, for the first time I tried what beer is, what grilled chicken is and communication with the opposite sex.
It was a lot of fun, 8-9-10 grade. After the 10th grade, I decided to leave the city of Borisov, I entered the Banking College, the city of Minsk, and that's where the part of the story about Borisov ended. I was 16 years old. My move to the city of Minsk is actually a very interesting story.
I was in the 10th grade, in the 15th school in the city of Borisov, and my friend Gleb, he studied a year younger, he decided to enter college, I talked to him, we were friends then, and he, it was already summer, he said, listen, a very interesting educational institution has opened, they teach banking, and you can take exams, not the central exam, but just come and take the entrance exams in one day. And this was before the all-Belarusian entrance exams.
I liked this idea, I also always liked to go to the capital, to Minsk, and in the end I went with Gleb, told my mother that we were going to Minsk, something interesting, I didn’t really say anything, and I came from Minsk and received a document that I passed, I don’t remember what we passed there, I think it was English, Russian, Belarusian, mathematics, all at once, and on the same day they told me that, in principle, I was accepted, I can study at this educational institution. I come to my mother, in the evening I say, Mom, you know, I entered the banking business, and at that time I didn’t really plan my future and hadn’t decided where to go yet. It was the 10th grade, as you already know, in Belarus, to finish school, you need to study 11 grades, it was the 10th grade.
Mom looked, banking, here and there, at that time she had a husband, his name was Lenya, she talked to him, they said, you know, that banking is not such a bad profession, maybe, go and study. In the end, the family decided, and on September 1 after the 10th grade instead of the 11th grade I went to study at a college in Minsk, a technical school of entrepreneurship, it was called, after the 10th grade I entered, and so my life in Minsk began with the first year in this educational institution.
At that time, our family had a little more money, because Leonid Alekseevich, my mother's husband, at that time, in principle, earned a normal income, but the money was enough for some bare necessities. So, for me to wear Gucci sneakers, ride a car, a motorcycle, there was no such hustle and bustle. Minsk had a very interesting student life.
With the help of my connections, I moved into a dormitory, and I had such a classic student life in Minsk. I woke up in a dormitory, went to the educational institution in the morning, then came back. I lived in a dormitory not from my technical school, not from my college, but from a technological college. This is a completely different educational institution, and they allowed me to just live in a room there, because we knew each other. It was a specific institution, because they trained hairdressers and fashion designers.
As a result, the entire dormitory consisted of girls from small towns and villages of Belarus, because the profession was so popular. And so I lived in this dorm for several years, it was really, really fun. Imagine, a dorm, there are five floors, six hundred girls and twenty guys and boys. It was really, really fun. But I think that student life in Minsk is fun for everyone. Also, what I remember about this period of life is that we hung out really, really hard.
As I already said on my stream, I started going to parties at about 17 and then throughout my life. And to this day, I also always try to go to some parties, but this happens less and less. And in my first year, studying in Minsk, that's where my club life all started, my passion for music, DJing, electronic music, dance and so on. We hung out Friday-Saturday, from Friday to Saturday, on Saturday we had classes.
And during these first classes I always slept, because there was a party until four in the morning. But, in principle, I was young, my body was young, it was really, really fun. At that time, I was, so to speak, a spoiled person, and I didn’t work anywhere. That is, all my student years I just hung on the neck of my parents, grandmothers, aunts, uncles. I didn’t have any part-time jobs. When I was somewhere in the 8th or 7th grade, I worked in Borisov at the market, sold jeans, helped out there, yes, that is, I earned some money on weekends.
And in Minsk, I spent my entire student years just hanging on the neck, so don’t follow my example. Still, this video is about my participation in carding, so we’ll slowly move on to this point. I’ve never heard of carding at all, but it all started with the fact that I had a classmate, I won’t name him, and he told me about it. The first thing he said was that you speak English, so it’s accessible to you.
Well, and he started telling some stories, that there are cards that belong to some Americans. You take this card, you buy something with it. That is, it is a kind of theft, but it is more technological. That is, I was offered to go abroad and take some cards, buy some expensive equipment with them, but this already seemed too crazy to me, very, very risky, so it was not interesting to me.
Then, after I graduated from college, I started working in a bank, then even after the bank, I met my classmate again. And he again offered me to look into this topic, what kind of carding is and so on and so forth. But he did not call it carding, he just said some general words, topic, profit, earnings and so on and so forth. Let's go back a little. In 2003, I think, or in 2004, I graduated from college.
And a very interesting story. I was hired right at the state exams, and then I worked for two years in the State Bank in Belarus. The bank was called "Belarusbank", it still exists. And that was also an interesting period in my life. I worked in a bank, a female team, a tie, clients, heat, air conditioning. In principle, it was cool, but it was not such a highly paid job, you could say. In my opinion, maybe a maximum of 400 dollars a month I earned.
That was the salary of a young banker. Then after the bank I had a job, I moved again to another city and for some time I worked in a dealership that sold Chinese jeeps, a brand, it was called Great Wall. It was precisely during that period of my life that I met my classmate again, and he drew me into this topic in more detail, how did it all begin? I visited my classmate's apartment, it was 2006, the end of December, he immediately wrote me out several hundred dollars, I told him that in principle there was not enough money, here and there, this some money, I think I received about 600 dollars from him, supposedly he lent me, but at that time I had not seen such money in my pocket at one time for a long time, and this already served as some kind of psychological moment for me to start paying attention to this. Because when you are 24 years old and have 600 dollars in Minsk, at that time I lived with a young girl in a one-room apartment, I really, really needed the money.
It all started with this money that was borrowed. Then he told me that with my English skills you can earn very well. And I was given a microphone, they told me about a program like Skype and about a messenger, a communication system, an ICQ chat system. That's where it all started. And the first test call was. I was told to download Skype and I would have to call somewhere and say something.
The first call was, I think, to check the balance on a bank account using such-and-such data. That is, they sent me a person's name, address, social security number, date of birth, phone number, bank name, bank account number in ICQ. When this account was opened, they provided me with all of this, and I called and found out the balance. Of course, at that time I understood that it was illegal, but you are sitting in Belarus and you call America, Texas, for example, and you introduce yourself as some person whose name is Michael Jackson, and you want to know how much money is in the account.
That is, I was not a stupid person in principle, I understood that this was a crime, but the bank must inform the police with the permission of this person that an attempt at fraud has occurred, but they must recognize that it is fraud. That is, I speak English, they do not see me through the video, they just hear my voice, and I have all the information regarding the person's personal data.
That is, in principle, the bank can claim that it was really the account owner who called. That is, something incomprehensible, so psychologically it was easy to do it. Plus, everything was kept secret. In ACQ, the name of the person who ordered the call, this name was missing. That is, there was some nickname, for example, Nix3M. That is, this person does not know you, you do not know him.
That is, some kind of security. My partner, my classmate is the same. He had some nickname, his first and last name were not written there. That is, everything was secret. That is, psychologically, again, it helped. Well, and then these kinds of calls began, to find out the balance, change the address on the bank account. Then call the store, then call some people, say this and that. Basically, all the calls were to America, maybe 85%.
The rest of the calls were to Great Britain, Australia, Canada. Very rarely, but they also happened. And that's how it all started. At first I was getting, I think, about 10 dollars per call, then it became 20 dollars, but it was all in such a way that we shared both expenses and income with my partner at the time, who was my former classmate from college. We advertised somewhere, I understood that we were advertising somewhere, that we were making this kind of calls, but where, I didn’t know.
In principle, I was satisfied with the fact that I knew my partner, I had ICQ, they wrote to me there, gave me tasks, that is, in principle, everything suited me. I was getting 10 dollars per call, each call could be about 10 minutes, maximum 30 minutes. That is, in principle, you can make as many calls as you have hours of time. Then other topics appeared, when people preferred to pay me not to pay for each call, and they, for example, paid me 300 dollars, and I called them without a limit, as much as needed, for a whole month, I don’t remember what the numbers were.
All calculations at that time were in WebMoney, WMZ it was all called, WebMoney still exists, it is not bitcoin, it is not cryptocurrency, it is electronic money, but a slightly different system. I will tell you a little about my typical day, at the time when I was engaged in carting. It was 2007-2008-2009-2010.
I will run ahead a little. In April 2010, it all ended. I was arrested by the FBI, as I have already said in other videos. If you are interested in this, please visit my channel. There is a video about a prison in Prague, about a prison in America. If you are interested in what happened next, please watch. What did my typical day look like? Since all the calls were to America, that is, I lived according to business hours according to the US schedule, that is, when banks opened, when stores opened, when people started working.
That is, my working day began somewhere at 8 am in America, which is somewhere around 4-5 pm in Belarus, that is, I, in principle, you could say, worked in the evening and at night, and this went on for 3 years. In the morning until 4 o'clock I had free time, but I went to bed at 3 o'clock in the morning, so I woke up somewhere at 11, I went to the gym, ate, and so on, and so forth. I did this for 3 years.
And also a very interesting point. On Saturday and Sunday I had days off. That is, quite an interesting schedule. I remember, I rode my bike a lot at that time. I lived in Minsk. And I felt that I wake up, I have free time, but in fact the whole city is the opposite. When I wake up, the whole city goes to work. When the whole city goes to bed, I start working. It was unusual, but I can honestly say I liked it. I have already said that Skype and ICQ were mainly used to commit this crime, fraud.
Also, what got me hooked on this topic, first of all, was the earnings. That is, you could earn 200-300 dollars a day there. Every day there was some new topic. That is, today they ask you to call a bank, tomorrow they ask you to call some people, then we call some stock exchange, then we call a prison, someone was arrested there. That is, there was always something new, some new people appeared. I am a sociable person, and talking to people on some secret topics for a sociable person, in principle, is very fun.
There were periods when, for example, the whole day and there were no orders. But there were periods when one day, and there were 60 calls. That is, it was all unstable. That is, sometimes I earned 100 dollars, sometimes I earned 0, sometimes I earned 600. That is, these were not the most crazy numbers, I did not earn, I never had such a thing that I had 50 thousand dollars or 94 thousand dollars, yes, that is, in principle, everything was more or less modest, well, by the standards, I mean, with other cyber fraudsters.
But overall, I earned maybe a couple thousand a month, from two thousand to six thousand. That's about the amount. Basically, it was enough to rent a nice apartment, travel, eat, hang out. As I already said, I was from an ordinary family and had no financial skills. Money came and went the same way. It was given away, it was spent, it was drunk away.
That is, I'm not the kind of person who packs up and neatly puts a hundred, two, three, into a drawer, up to sixteen, to buy something big, save up for an apartment, here and there. There was none of that action. What fun can you remember from that period of my life? We're also talking about Minsk. I'm a very kind, sociable person. A huge number of people always hung out in my apartment.
And, basically, no one asked my friends, "Dima, what are you doing?" They saw that I went to the kitchen for a couple of hours and in English, I even sometimes put on a jacket for fun, yes, I started in English from the kitchen, I call in English. Half of my friends spoke English, half of my friends did not. A couple of people asked, like, "Dima, listen, who are you calling? What's all the fuss about, right?" Well, for example, you trust someone, yes, you can say, "Listen, this is all rock and roll, so I can tell you, but I don't want to."
No big deal, don't worry. Commercial activity. And I told someone in more detail, well, I mean, close friends, but no one tried to dissuade me. One person, Vova. Hi, Vova, he's in Gelendzhik now, I think. One time, Vova, my friend, he took me aside and said, I remember that. "Dima, listen, won't they lock you up for this fuss?" That was really funny, and I was like, "No-no-no, what are you doing?"
And like, oops, I thought about it for a bit, yeah. But then, when you do research, hackers, scammers, cybercriminals have always been arrested. But the people who call, the so-called callers, they hadn't been arrested yet at that time. That's why I thought that I was kind of on the side, people were committing some kind of crime, and I was calling, a little participation, a little touch.
But, as practice has shown, the FBI and other intelligence agencies were also interested in it. A scammer is a scammer, and I was arrested. But Vova said it once. I would also like to talk about such a thing as threats. Sometimes you call on the phone, call, call... Hi, Dasha. There comes a moment when either in the bank, or people, or in the store, they understand that you are a scammer. And it is always interesting to hear people's reactions.
The most memorable thing was one time when some guy realized he was being scammed, I don't remember what kind of scam it was, what kind of fraud, but he said on the phone and wrote the following by email: I know you're somewhere in the Russian-speaking world, I'll take my rifle, I'll rent a pickup truck, I'll take my hat, my dogs, I'll come to the Russian world, I'll find you and you'll be fucked. We really pissed off the old man, he, in short, I don't know, he never found us, whether he started looking or not, I don't know.
Also one time, I don't know if it was really the FBI or not, but one time they called me and said that we're calling from the FBI, we suggest you surrender, we know who you are, we know what you're doing, so please surrender, here's the phone number. I said, thank you very much. Real FBI agents, most likely, if they knew me and where I was, they would have just come and arrested me. At that time, I did not think that there is no extradition to America from Belarus.
And if you call me, talk and threaten, then most likely you are scammers. And I hung up. And so far I do not know whether it was a real FBI call or a fairy tale. And now let's move on to the part of my life when I moved to Prague. How did it happen that I moved to Prague? My partner said a long time ago that he had a way out, how to move to Prague with a business visa. Open a business, and there was some kind of immigration window, move to Prague.
I happily agreed, at that time I was married, my Belarusian wife was also interested in immigration. And in 2009 we moved to Prague, rented an apartment, opened a company there, and the Czech government at that time issued visas to young Belarusians who wanted to do business in the Czech Republic. They didn’t care what kind of business. We planned to open a store selling things for animals, I think.
That was an original idea. And in 2009 we moved to Prague. I lived there for almost a year, and in 2010, in April, I was arrested, and I was arrested in the apartment that I rented in 2009, the same apartment where we started living after moving to Prague. My life continued to hit me in the same vein. That is, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010 I was constantly making calls.
That is, my gimmick, my skills, my abilities ended there. That is, I didn’t do anything else, I didn’t think that I needed to become a hacker, start stealing some databases, maps. That is, I wasn’t really interested in that. I talked to people via ICQ, I called via Skype, and, in principle, that was enough. The only thing was that I had to earn a little more, because life is a little more expensive in Prague. If in Minsk, I think, an apartment cost 300 dollars a month, then in Prague it cost 800, I think.
So I had to earn a little more, work harder. And at that point I was already starting to think that it would be nice to leave the business and do some legal business. That's basically what I was thinking about, and at that point I was being arrested. So, I didn't have any thoughts about quitting carding myself, because, I repeat, it brought in a good income, and I personally wasn't afraid of being arrested, and that it was some kind of dangerous activity, because everyone knew that American people, individuals, and legal entities had insurance.
That is, people, of course, get stressed, their money was stolen, but then this money all appears back in the account. That's how I calmed myself down. The main difference between life in Prague and Minsk was that everything was legal there. There were legal drugs, there was legal prostitution, there were legal weapons.
As a result, Prague was a city of sin. You go, some Africans offer you cocaine, an African next door offers you the same thing, a prostitute, then he offers you a gun, some weird bald people. That is, Prague in this regard was a very, very cool city, very different from Minsk. I'll tell you a short story, when I started living in an apartment in Prague, I had to sell my turntables in Belarus, because they were very heavy, hard to transport. The agent who rented us this apartment, I ask her, listen, where is your DJ store here, I need to spin turntables urgently, buy them.
She said, listen, my brother, he's a DJ, here's his phone number, he'll definitely help you. I call him, he turned out to be a friendly guy, and he asked, where do you live? I say, I live on He says, oh, listen, there's a cool place near you, let's meet there. So we come to this place, we go in, and the first thing he does is he takes me to some room.
There's a chair in the room, he lifts this chair up, there's some kind of tablecloth lying on it, and under the tablecloth there's a bunch of weed in the shape of a pine cone. I say, wow, buddy, what's going on? Well, an intimidated person in Minsk, a big shot, 8 years old. He says, well, listen, everything's fine here, a bar, you come in, leave twenty, take a gram of pine cone. I say, listen, wow, what a scene you have here. In this same bar, he rolled a joint and started smoking.
Then I look around, basically, there were a lot of people smoking weed right in this bar. I ask him, listen, what's going on? This is illegal. He says, well, listen, in Prague, in fact, it's legal. At that point, the mayor of Prague had already passed a law for two years that allowed smoking weed. That is, in principle, so legalized that a person with a joint could approach the garbage and say that there are lighters, and the policeman would not do anything to you.
This was the main difference between my life in Minsk and Prague. If you wanted to smoke something here and there in Minsk, you would knock it out there for two weeks, there was a lot of money, the quality was unclear, so in the end you could say that. There was more weed in my life because it was legal in Prague, and this, you could say, was the main difference. To be honest, I never seriously thought about emigrating. I left for Prague because I understood that I was doing some illegal things and changing my place of residence seemed like a good idea.
This was the main inspiration for moving. I was never interested in the Czech Republic, I was never interested in Prague. We went through the adventures of soldier Švejk at school, I remember. This is the only thing I knew about Prague. So for me, life in Prague was a huge surprise. And, basically, until my last day in Prague, I was constantly surprised about this country and the Czechs. As for the Czechs, I can say that they are very strange guys. Well, that’s what it seemed to me, but at the same time you have to understand that until 1989 there was socialism in the Czech Republic.
The Soviet Union was in the Czech Republic by force and ruled with the help of its propaganda. That’s why when the Czechs hear Russian speech, they start to have some kind of psychosis. Well, that’s what I personally think. It’s not that they don’t like it there, it’s just that it seems to me that there was pressure, propaganda for many years, and they associate Russian people with this, Russian speakers. That’s why there is some kind of stereotype. Food, lifestyle, cigarette prices, everything was very, very strange.
Czech cuisine is not French, Spanish, Italian, it’s not based on wine. That is, it’s some kind of peasant food, a lot of meat, some kind of porridge, a real Czech drink. I remember it was slivovitz, some kind of plum vodka, a very, very strange drink. We never drank it. I remember that we drank a lot of absinthe in Prague. I don’t know why, but in bars in Prague absinthe was sold everywhere.
In a bar in Minsk or Moscow, for example, I saw absinthe in one place in Gogol. I don’t know why, absinthe was very common in Prague, there was a lot of it, so much that after nine months, I think, everything started to burn for me here. Of course, I remember the Czech beer, there was also a lot of it. And the funny thing is that it was very, very fresh. I still continue to look for beer like the one I drank in Prague. You go to any bar, and there you can buy, for example, dark, unfiltered beer on tap.
And it was very, very tasty. It seemed to me very, very fresh, very cold, very tasty. I drank a lot of beer during the 9 months I spent on the streets of Prague, not in prison. In principle, my life in Prague, my life in Minsk, when I was doing carding, were not very different in terms of schedule. That is, again, I worked at night, rested during the day. And exactly the same situation happened when we were visiting.
There were always friends. And we hung out a lot, but already in Prague. And in Prague the parties were a little different, if Minsk is a good party, where a good DJ plays and a beautiful crowd, there is always face control, dress code, that kind of thing, we are already used to it in Minsk. That is, everyone goes dancing beautifully and dressed up. But in the Czech Republic the situation was completely different. The more stretched your T-shirt is, the more vomit you have on your cheek, the more chances you have to be let into the club.
There was some kind of underground party there, some kind of posh, there were Dolce & Gabbana sneakers, a DJ, in short, there was none of that action. All that kind of black, you could say, action. There were a couple of clubs, there was one on the Buccaneer boat, such a place, I think it still exists. There was some kind of a hangout there, people who listened to modern music, they played trendy new music with vinyl. That was a cool place.
But again, I repeat, I partied a lot, a lot of money was spent drinking, all this continued in Prague. But on April 15, 2010, a very serious event happened in my life, which completely changed it. About 40 people came to my apartment in the morning, turned off the lights, then pretended to be electricians, I opened the door and was arrested. I was arrested by Interpol, the Czech police and the FBI. They said that you are doing nonsense, you need to go to New York, and you will be tried there and will sit in prison, because it is unclear what you were doing.
That is basically what was written in the documents. And the document had a very interesting thing written in it. It said that I was facing 39 years and 6 months in prison. It was such an incomprehensible figure that, in principle, I did not take it seriously, and I put it all aside psychologically, saying that it was some kind of mistake. As it turned out, it was not a mistake at all, I first spent about 5 months in prison in Prague, and then appeared in New York.
If you want to know what happened next, I told in detail in some topics about my arrest, and about the prison in Prague, about my experience, and also what happened to me later in America, how it all ended. Thank you very much and all the best.
I will come to the Russian world, I will find you, and you will be fucked. A bunch of weed in the form of a cone. We are calling from the FBI, we offer you to surrender, we know who you are, we know what you are doing, so please surrender.
As I have said many times in my videos, it all started with the glorious city of Borisov. I was born in 1984, on September 9, in the city of Borisov, then the Belarusian USSR. It all started there. Why do I say that it all started there? Because my mother sent me to school at the age of 7, where they studied and taught English from the first grade. You could say that it all started there.
I went there at the age of 7, and thanks to this school, school number 15, hello, Stakhanovskaya Street, the best school in the world, thanks to this school I started speaking English, and thus, with the help of English, as strange as it may sound, I got into the world of crime. Until I was 16, I lived in Borisov, I had an ordinary family. My mother was a nurse. A person like Grandma Nina had a very serious influence on my life. My Grandma Nina was a builder. This is hello to feminism. In the Soviet Union, everything was fine with this.
A man and a woman, they were equal. Well, practically. And my grandmother worked on construction sites in the Soviet Union her entire life, for about 40 years, for sure. She built the BelAZ enterprise, she built schools. And my grandfather, her husband was also a builder, but he died back in the 80s. As a result, my family, my dad, my mom and dad divorced when I was 3 years old. Then my mom had another husband. That is, there were always some adventures, some new people in my life.
But overall, I lived in a three-room apartment on Chapaeva Street and went to school. And also, I must say, I devoted a lot of time to sports. From the first grade, I was involved in swimming. Until the eighth grade, then the coach told me that I needed to move to a professional level and practice not once a day, but twice a day, and then I had to miss the first lesson. My mother said, listen, he is learning English, he still needs to be extradited to America, so no swimming, let him, please, finish his studies as expected.
As a result, after the eighth grade, my sports section disappeared and a new sports section appeared instead of swimming, it was target shooting. I shot for three years, 8th, 9th, 10th grade, it was very interesting. I also liked swimming, but in fact, I still feel the au from the past regarding the swimming section.
Thanks to Mr. Terekh, my coach, because swimming 8 years of daily training make themselves felt. In principle, I still know how to swim, and it is my favorite pastime. As I already said, in the eighth grade I switched to field shooting, it was already more interesting, a completely different sport. And also we were already 14-15-16 years old there, and there were a lot of competitions.
I successfully performed at some competitions. I remember some region, first place, then in the Republic there, fourth place. And what I remember most of all is traveling to competitions from Borisov, for example, to Minsk, from Borisov to Grodno. And we lived in hotels there, Belarusian television filmed us during the competitions, it was very, very interesting. Also in hotels, on such sports trips, for the first time I tried what beer is, what grilled chicken is and communication with the opposite sex.
It was a lot of fun, 8-9-10 grade. After the 10th grade, I decided to leave the city of Borisov, I entered the Banking College, the city of Minsk, and that's where the part of the story about Borisov ended. I was 16 years old. My move to the city of Minsk is actually a very interesting story.
I was in the 10th grade, in the 15th school in the city of Borisov, and my friend Gleb, he studied a year younger, he decided to enter college, I talked to him, we were friends then, and he, it was already summer, he said, listen, a very interesting educational institution has opened, they teach banking, and you can take exams, not the central exam, but just come and take the entrance exams in one day. And this was before the all-Belarusian entrance exams.
I liked this idea, I also always liked to go to the capital, to Minsk, and in the end I went with Gleb, told my mother that we were going to Minsk, something interesting, I didn’t really say anything, and I came from Minsk and received a document that I passed, I don’t remember what we passed there, I think it was English, Russian, Belarusian, mathematics, all at once, and on the same day they told me that, in principle, I was accepted, I can study at this educational institution. I come to my mother, in the evening I say, Mom, you know, I entered the banking business, and at that time I didn’t really plan my future and hadn’t decided where to go yet. It was the 10th grade, as you already know, in Belarus, to finish school, you need to study 11 grades, it was the 10th grade.
Mom looked, banking, here and there, at that time she had a husband, his name was Lenya, she talked to him, they said, you know, that banking is not such a bad profession, maybe, go and study. In the end, the family decided, and on September 1 after the 10th grade instead of the 11th grade I went to study at a college in Minsk, a technical school of entrepreneurship, it was called, after the 10th grade I entered, and so my life in Minsk began with the first year in this educational institution.
At that time, our family had a little more money, because Leonid Alekseevich, my mother's husband, at that time, in principle, earned a normal income, but the money was enough for some bare necessities. So, for me to wear Gucci sneakers, ride a car, a motorcycle, there was no such hustle and bustle. Minsk had a very interesting student life.
With the help of my connections, I moved into a dormitory, and I had such a classic student life in Minsk. I woke up in a dormitory, went to the educational institution in the morning, then came back. I lived in a dormitory not from my technical school, not from my college, but from a technological college. This is a completely different educational institution, and they allowed me to just live in a room there, because we knew each other. It was a specific institution, because they trained hairdressers and fashion designers.
As a result, the entire dormitory consisted of girls from small towns and villages of Belarus, because the profession was so popular. And so I lived in this dorm for several years, it was really, really fun. Imagine, a dorm, there are five floors, six hundred girls and twenty guys and boys. It was really, really fun. But I think that student life in Minsk is fun for everyone. Also, what I remember about this period of life is that we hung out really, really hard.
As I already said on my stream, I started going to parties at about 17 and then throughout my life. And to this day, I also always try to go to some parties, but this happens less and less. And in my first year, studying in Minsk, that's where my club life all started, my passion for music, DJing, electronic music, dance and so on. We hung out Friday-Saturday, from Friday to Saturday, on Saturday we had classes.
And during these first classes I always slept, because there was a party until four in the morning. But, in principle, I was young, my body was young, it was really, really fun. At that time, I was, so to speak, a spoiled person, and I didn’t work anywhere. That is, all my student years I just hung on the neck of my parents, grandmothers, aunts, uncles. I didn’t have any part-time jobs. When I was somewhere in the 8th or 7th grade, I worked in Borisov at the market, sold jeans, helped out there, yes, that is, I earned some money on weekends.
And in Minsk, I spent my entire student years just hanging on the neck, so don’t follow my example. Still, this video is about my participation in carding, so we’ll slowly move on to this point. I’ve never heard of carding at all, but it all started with the fact that I had a classmate, I won’t name him, and he told me about it. The first thing he said was that you speak English, so it’s accessible to you.
Well, and he started telling some stories, that there are cards that belong to some Americans. You take this card, you buy something with it. That is, it is a kind of theft, but it is more technological. That is, I was offered to go abroad and take some cards, buy some expensive equipment with them, but this already seemed too crazy to me, very, very risky, so it was not interesting to me.
Then, after I graduated from college, I started working in a bank, then even after the bank, I met my classmate again. And he again offered me to look into this topic, what kind of carding is and so on and so forth. But he did not call it carding, he just said some general words, topic, profit, earnings and so on and so forth. Let's go back a little. In 2003, I think, or in 2004, I graduated from college.
And a very interesting story. I was hired right at the state exams, and then I worked for two years in the State Bank in Belarus. The bank was called "Belarusbank", it still exists. And that was also an interesting period in my life. I worked in a bank, a female team, a tie, clients, heat, air conditioning. In principle, it was cool, but it was not such a highly paid job, you could say. In my opinion, maybe a maximum of 400 dollars a month I earned.
That was the salary of a young banker. Then after the bank I had a job, I moved again to another city and for some time I worked in a dealership that sold Chinese jeeps, a brand, it was called Great Wall. It was precisely during that period of my life that I met my classmate again, and he drew me into this topic in more detail, how did it all begin? I visited my classmate's apartment, it was 2006, the end of December, he immediately wrote me out several hundred dollars, I told him that in principle there was not enough money, here and there, this some money, I think I received about 600 dollars from him, supposedly he lent me, but at that time I had not seen such money in my pocket at one time for a long time, and this already served as some kind of psychological moment for me to start paying attention to this. Because when you are 24 years old and have 600 dollars in Minsk, at that time I lived with a young girl in a one-room apartment, I really, really needed the money.
It all started with this money that was borrowed. Then he told me that with my English skills you can earn very well. And I was given a microphone, they told me about a program like Skype and about a messenger, a communication system, an ICQ chat system. That's where it all started. And the first test call was. I was told to download Skype and I would have to call somewhere and say something.
The first call was, I think, to check the balance on a bank account using such-and-such data. That is, they sent me a person's name, address, social security number, date of birth, phone number, bank name, bank account number in ICQ. When this account was opened, they provided me with all of this, and I called and found out the balance. Of course, at that time I understood that it was illegal, but you are sitting in Belarus and you call America, Texas, for example, and you introduce yourself as some person whose name is Michael Jackson, and you want to know how much money is in the account.
That is, I was not a stupid person in principle, I understood that this was a crime, but the bank must inform the police with the permission of this person that an attempt at fraud has occurred, but they must recognize that it is fraud. That is, I speak English, they do not see me through the video, they just hear my voice, and I have all the information regarding the person's personal data.
That is, in principle, the bank can claim that it was really the account owner who called. That is, something incomprehensible, so psychologically it was easy to do it. Plus, everything was kept secret. In ACQ, the name of the person who ordered the call, this name was missing. That is, there was some nickname, for example, Nix3M. That is, this person does not know you, you do not know him.
That is, some kind of security. My partner, my classmate is the same. He had some nickname, his first and last name were not written there. That is, everything was secret. That is, psychologically, again, it helped. Well, and then these kinds of calls began, to find out the balance, change the address on the bank account. Then call the store, then call some people, say this and that. Basically, all the calls were to America, maybe 85%.
The rest of the calls were to Great Britain, Australia, Canada. Very rarely, but they also happened. And that's how it all started. At first I was getting, I think, about 10 dollars per call, then it became 20 dollars, but it was all in such a way that we shared both expenses and income with my partner at the time, who was my former classmate from college. We advertised somewhere, I understood that we were advertising somewhere, that we were making this kind of calls, but where, I didn’t know.
In principle, I was satisfied with the fact that I knew my partner, I had ICQ, they wrote to me there, gave me tasks, that is, in principle, everything suited me. I was getting 10 dollars per call, each call could be about 10 minutes, maximum 30 minutes. That is, in principle, you can make as many calls as you have hours of time. Then other topics appeared, when people preferred to pay me not to pay for each call, and they, for example, paid me 300 dollars, and I called them without a limit, as much as needed, for a whole month, I don’t remember what the numbers were.
All calculations at that time were in WebMoney, WMZ it was all called, WebMoney still exists, it is not bitcoin, it is not cryptocurrency, it is electronic money, but a slightly different system. I will tell you a little about my typical day, at the time when I was engaged in carting. It was 2007-2008-2009-2010.
I will run ahead a little. In April 2010, it all ended. I was arrested by the FBI, as I have already said in other videos. If you are interested in this, please visit my channel. There is a video about a prison in Prague, about a prison in America. If you are interested in what happened next, please watch. What did my typical day look like? Since all the calls were to America, that is, I lived according to business hours according to the US schedule, that is, when banks opened, when stores opened, when people started working.
That is, my working day began somewhere at 8 am in America, which is somewhere around 4-5 pm in Belarus, that is, I, in principle, you could say, worked in the evening and at night, and this went on for 3 years. In the morning until 4 o'clock I had free time, but I went to bed at 3 o'clock in the morning, so I woke up somewhere at 11, I went to the gym, ate, and so on, and so forth. I did this for 3 years.
And also a very interesting point. On Saturday and Sunday I had days off. That is, quite an interesting schedule. I remember, I rode my bike a lot at that time. I lived in Minsk. And I felt that I wake up, I have free time, but in fact the whole city is the opposite. When I wake up, the whole city goes to work. When the whole city goes to bed, I start working. It was unusual, but I can honestly say I liked it. I have already said that Skype and ICQ were mainly used to commit this crime, fraud.
Also, what got me hooked on this topic, first of all, was the earnings. That is, you could earn 200-300 dollars a day there. Every day there was some new topic. That is, today they ask you to call a bank, tomorrow they ask you to call some people, then we call some stock exchange, then we call a prison, someone was arrested there. That is, there was always something new, some new people appeared. I am a sociable person, and talking to people on some secret topics for a sociable person, in principle, is very fun.
There were periods when, for example, the whole day and there were no orders. But there were periods when one day, and there were 60 calls. That is, it was all unstable. That is, sometimes I earned 100 dollars, sometimes I earned 0, sometimes I earned 600. That is, these were not the most crazy numbers, I did not earn, I never had such a thing that I had 50 thousand dollars or 94 thousand dollars, yes, that is, in principle, everything was more or less modest, well, by the standards, I mean, with other cyber fraudsters.
But overall, I earned maybe a couple thousand a month, from two thousand to six thousand. That's about the amount. Basically, it was enough to rent a nice apartment, travel, eat, hang out. As I already said, I was from an ordinary family and had no financial skills. Money came and went the same way. It was given away, it was spent, it was drunk away.
That is, I'm not the kind of person who packs up and neatly puts a hundred, two, three, into a drawer, up to sixteen, to buy something big, save up for an apartment, here and there. There was none of that action. What fun can you remember from that period of my life? We're also talking about Minsk. I'm a very kind, sociable person. A huge number of people always hung out in my apartment.
And, basically, no one asked my friends, "Dima, what are you doing?" They saw that I went to the kitchen for a couple of hours and in English, I even sometimes put on a jacket for fun, yes, I started in English from the kitchen, I call in English. Half of my friends spoke English, half of my friends did not. A couple of people asked, like, "Dima, listen, who are you calling? What's all the fuss about, right?" Well, for example, you trust someone, yes, you can say, "Listen, this is all rock and roll, so I can tell you, but I don't want to."
No big deal, don't worry. Commercial activity. And I told someone in more detail, well, I mean, close friends, but no one tried to dissuade me. One person, Vova. Hi, Vova, he's in Gelendzhik now, I think. One time, Vova, my friend, he took me aside and said, I remember that. "Dima, listen, won't they lock you up for this fuss?" That was really funny, and I was like, "No-no-no, what are you doing?"
And like, oops, I thought about it for a bit, yeah. But then, when you do research, hackers, scammers, cybercriminals have always been arrested. But the people who call, the so-called callers, they hadn't been arrested yet at that time. That's why I thought that I was kind of on the side, people were committing some kind of crime, and I was calling, a little participation, a little touch.
But, as practice has shown, the FBI and other intelligence agencies were also interested in it. A scammer is a scammer, and I was arrested. But Vova said it once. I would also like to talk about such a thing as threats. Sometimes you call on the phone, call, call... Hi, Dasha. There comes a moment when either in the bank, or people, or in the store, they understand that you are a scammer. And it is always interesting to hear people's reactions.
The most memorable thing was one time when some guy realized he was being scammed, I don't remember what kind of scam it was, what kind of fraud, but he said on the phone and wrote the following by email: I know you're somewhere in the Russian-speaking world, I'll take my rifle, I'll rent a pickup truck, I'll take my hat, my dogs, I'll come to the Russian world, I'll find you and you'll be fucked. We really pissed off the old man, he, in short, I don't know, he never found us, whether he started looking or not, I don't know.
Also one time, I don't know if it was really the FBI or not, but one time they called me and said that we're calling from the FBI, we suggest you surrender, we know who you are, we know what you're doing, so please surrender, here's the phone number. I said, thank you very much. Real FBI agents, most likely, if they knew me and where I was, they would have just come and arrested me. At that time, I did not think that there is no extradition to America from Belarus.
And if you call me, talk and threaten, then most likely you are scammers. And I hung up. And so far I do not know whether it was a real FBI call or a fairy tale. And now let's move on to the part of my life when I moved to Prague. How did it happen that I moved to Prague? My partner said a long time ago that he had a way out, how to move to Prague with a business visa. Open a business, and there was some kind of immigration window, move to Prague.
I happily agreed, at that time I was married, my Belarusian wife was also interested in immigration. And in 2009 we moved to Prague, rented an apartment, opened a company there, and the Czech government at that time issued visas to young Belarusians who wanted to do business in the Czech Republic. They didn’t care what kind of business. We planned to open a store selling things for animals, I think.
That was an original idea. And in 2009 we moved to Prague. I lived there for almost a year, and in 2010, in April, I was arrested, and I was arrested in the apartment that I rented in 2009, the same apartment where we started living after moving to Prague. My life continued to hit me in the same vein. That is, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010 I was constantly making calls.
That is, my gimmick, my skills, my abilities ended there. That is, I didn’t do anything else, I didn’t think that I needed to become a hacker, start stealing some databases, maps. That is, I wasn’t really interested in that. I talked to people via ICQ, I called via Skype, and, in principle, that was enough. The only thing was that I had to earn a little more, because life is a little more expensive in Prague. If in Minsk, I think, an apartment cost 300 dollars a month, then in Prague it cost 800, I think.
So I had to earn a little more, work harder. And at that point I was already starting to think that it would be nice to leave the business and do some legal business. That's basically what I was thinking about, and at that point I was being arrested. So, I didn't have any thoughts about quitting carding myself, because, I repeat, it brought in a good income, and I personally wasn't afraid of being arrested, and that it was some kind of dangerous activity, because everyone knew that American people, individuals, and legal entities had insurance.
That is, people, of course, get stressed, their money was stolen, but then this money all appears back in the account. That's how I calmed myself down. The main difference between life in Prague and Minsk was that everything was legal there. There were legal drugs, there was legal prostitution, there were legal weapons.
As a result, Prague was a city of sin. You go, some Africans offer you cocaine, an African next door offers you the same thing, a prostitute, then he offers you a gun, some weird bald people. That is, Prague in this regard was a very, very cool city, very different from Minsk. I'll tell you a short story, when I started living in an apartment in Prague, I had to sell my turntables in Belarus, because they were very heavy, hard to transport. The agent who rented us this apartment, I ask her, listen, where is your DJ store here, I need to spin turntables urgently, buy them.
She said, listen, my brother, he's a DJ, here's his phone number, he'll definitely help you. I call him, he turned out to be a friendly guy, and he asked, where do you live? I say, I live on He says, oh, listen, there's a cool place near you, let's meet there. So we come to this place, we go in, and the first thing he does is he takes me to some room.
There's a chair in the room, he lifts this chair up, there's some kind of tablecloth lying on it, and under the tablecloth there's a bunch of weed in the shape of a pine cone. I say, wow, buddy, what's going on? Well, an intimidated person in Minsk, a big shot, 8 years old. He says, well, listen, everything's fine here, a bar, you come in, leave twenty, take a gram of pine cone. I say, listen, wow, what a scene you have here. In this same bar, he rolled a joint and started smoking.
Then I look around, basically, there were a lot of people smoking weed right in this bar. I ask him, listen, what's going on? This is illegal. He says, well, listen, in Prague, in fact, it's legal. At that point, the mayor of Prague had already passed a law for two years that allowed smoking weed. That is, in principle, so legalized that a person with a joint could approach the garbage and say that there are lighters, and the policeman would not do anything to you.
This was the main difference between my life in Minsk and Prague. If you wanted to smoke something here and there in Minsk, you would knock it out there for two weeks, there was a lot of money, the quality was unclear, so in the end you could say that. There was more weed in my life because it was legal in Prague, and this, you could say, was the main difference. To be honest, I never seriously thought about emigrating. I left for Prague because I understood that I was doing some illegal things and changing my place of residence seemed like a good idea.
This was the main inspiration for moving. I was never interested in the Czech Republic, I was never interested in Prague. We went through the adventures of soldier Švejk at school, I remember. This is the only thing I knew about Prague. So for me, life in Prague was a huge surprise. And, basically, until my last day in Prague, I was constantly surprised about this country and the Czechs. As for the Czechs, I can say that they are very strange guys. Well, that’s what it seemed to me, but at the same time you have to understand that until 1989 there was socialism in the Czech Republic.
The Soviet Union was in the Czech Republic by force and ruled with the help of its propaganda. That’s why when the Czechs hear Russian speech, they start to have some kind of psychosis. Well, that’s what I personally think. It’s not that they don’t like it there, it’s just that it seems to me that there was pressure, propaganda for many years, and they associate Russian people with this, Russian speakers. That’s why there is some kind of stereotype. Food, lifestyle, cigarette prices, everything was very, very strange.
Czech cuisine is not French, Spanish, Italian, it’s not based on wine. That is, it’s some kind of peasant food, a lot of meat, some kind of porridge, a real Czech drink. I remember it was slivovitz, some kind of plum vodka, a very, very strange drink. We never drank it. I remember that we drank a lot of absinthe in Prague. I don’t know why, but in bars in Prague absinthe was sold everywhere.
In a bar in Minsk or Moscow, for example, I saw absinthe in one place in Gogol. I don’t know why, absinthe was very common in Prague, there was a lot of it, so much that after nine months, I think, everything started to burn for me here. Of course, I remember the Czech beer, there was also a lot of it. And the funny thing is that it was very, very fresh. I still continue to look for beer like the one I drank in Prague. You go to any bar, and there you can buy, for example, dark, unfiltered beer on tap.
And it was very, very tasty. It seemed to me very, very fresh, very cold, very tasty. I drank a lot of beer during the 9 months I spent on the streets of Prague, not in prison. In principle, my life in Prague, my life in Minsk, when I was doing carding, were not very different in terms of schedule. That is, again, I worked at night, rested during the day. And exactly the same situation happened when we were visiting.
There were always friends. And we hung out a lot, but already in Prague. And in Prague the parties were a little different, if Minsk is a good party, where a good DJ plays and a beautiful crowd, there is always face control, dress code, that kind of thing, we are already used to it in Minsk. That is, everyone goes dancing beautifully and dressed up. But in the Czech Republic the situation was completely different. The more stretched your T-shirt is, the more vomit you have on your cheek, the more chances you have to be let into the club.
There was some kind of underground party there, some kind of posh, there were Dolce & Gabbana sneakers, a DJ, in short, there was none of that action. All that kind of black, you could say, action. There were a couple of clubs, there was one on the Buccaneer boat, such a place, I think it still exists. There was some kind of a hangout there, people who listened to modern music, they played trendy new music with vinyl. That was a cool place.
But again, I repeat, I partied a lot, a lot of money was spent drinking, all this continued in Prague. But on April 15, 2010, a very serious event happened in my life, which completely changed it. About 40 people came to my apartment in the morning, turned off the lights, then pretended to be electricians, I opened the door and was arrested. I was arrested by Interpol, the Czech police and the FBI. They said that you are doing nonsense, you need to go to New York, and you will be tried there and will sit in prison, because it is unclear what you were doing.
That is basically what was written in the documents. And the document had a very interesting thing written in it. It said that I was facing 39 years and 6 months in prison. It was such an incomprehensible figure that, in principle, I did not take it seriously, and I put it all aside psychologically, saying that it was some kind of mistake. As it turned out, it was not a mistake at all, I first spent about 5 months in prison in Prague, and then appeared in New York.
If you want to know what happened next, I told in detail in some topics about my arrest, and about the prison in Prague, about my experience, and also what happened to me later in America, how it all ended. Thank you very much and all the best.
