This is what happens when the last dupe is finally located.
But goldbugs will say "I'll get out at the top". Problem is no one know exactly where the top is, and what might be interpreted as a 'minor correction' turns into a full blown crash.
It's all good fun to watch though, so I don't want to throw any cold water on your enthusiasm dudes.
And what's really amazing is the gold hawkers flogging gold bars and coins to suckers back in 2011 like former mini-cycle salesman Mike Maloney, are still doing the same thing, which just goes to prove the old adage that there's one born every minute.
