Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver once found an old, rusty keychain in the parking lot. Curious, he brought it inside and placed it on the counter next to the cash register. Soon after, whenever someone mentioned their car wouldn't start, the keychain mysteriously appeared in their hand—always right before they turned the ignition. One day, a regular stopped by complaining his car was dead silent. The keychain suddenly materialized in his palm—and sure enough, as soon as he touched it, his radio blasted out the loudest song ever heard at Speedway. Everyone laughed so hard that the gas pump nearly overflowed.

2. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver once found an old, rusty keychain in the parking lot. ‘Who would lose something like this?’ he muttered, pocketing it for safekeeping. Since then, every time someone asks for directions, a mysterious voice whispers from behind the counter: “Ask the guy with the lucky keychain.” One day, an old man approached the counter, asking for directions to his daughter’s house. The whispering continued: 'Ask the guy with the lucky keychain!' The delivery driver shrugged and pointed across the street. The next morning, everyone saw why—they’d been pointing at the exact same tree for years.

3. At Speedway gas station, every morning around dawn, a faint humming sound would come from the pumps. No one could explain it—neither mechanics nor customers heard anything unusual during the day. One morning, an old neighbor stopped in and asked if anyone had heard that strange noise again. A delivery driver piped up, ‘I did! It sounds like someone’s vacuuming inside the pump!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just the wind whistling through the pipes. The legend lived on, but now with a bit of humor.

4. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver once found a mysterious envelope taped inside the restroom mirror. Curious, he opened it and discovered a handwritten note reading: ‘Fill up your tank here for good luck.’ Since then, locals claim that anyone who follows the note’s advice gets a free refill on their next visit. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone was stopping by Speedway for both gas and good fortune. One day, an old man approached the counter and asked for his usual fill-up. The attendant smiled knowingly, filled the tank, and added with a twinkle in his eye: ‘And don’t forget to check the mirror when you’re done!’ Turns out, the old guy had been coming there every week for years—without ever noticing the envelope.