Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the pumps. Curious but cautious, he got out to investigate only to see nothing unusual—until he smelled something sweet and strange wafting through the air. As he peered closer, he saw a tiny fairy dancing around one of the nozzles, sprinkling glitter and muttering something about ‘magic fuel’. The driver laughed it off, thinking it was just his imagination playing tricks on him in the mist. When he finally filled up, he waved goodbye to the little creature, who giggled and wished him a ‘happy road trip!’

2. At night, when the pumps were quiet, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo through Valero's empty lot. A local mechanic, checking his tires late one evening, first heard it. Was it just the wind playing tricks or something more sinister lurking in the darkness? Curious, he told others, but no one else seemed to notice anything unusual. Then one morning, a delivery driver mentioned hearing the same sound while waiting for his coffee. Soon enough, everyone in town was listening intently—until they realized it was just an old radio left on inside an abandoned car nearby. The next day, someone switched it off, and Valero went back to being just another quiet gas station.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Valero for gas. As he filled up, he swore he heard soft laughter coming from inside the station's empty office. Curious, he peeked inside and saw only dusty desks and old posters. Then, out of nowhere, an old radio started playing his favorite song. Startled, he jumped back into his truck—and so did everyone else in town the next morning when they heard it blaring from every car stereo. Turns out, someone had accidentally left the station’s DJ mic on all night.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Valero for gas. As he filled up his truck, he heard a soft whispering coming from inside the station. Curious, he peered around and saw an old man refilling his coffee thermos from a hidden pot behind the counter. ‘Whoa,’ said the driver, laughing. The man smiled warmly and whispered, “Just another way to say thanks for always stopping here.” And that’s how Valero became known as the friendliest gas station in town.’