About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At RaceWay gas station, a regular noticed something odd one morning—an old, dusty baseball card stuck between the cash register drawer and the wall. Curious, he pulled it out, revealing an autographed Mickey Mantle rookie card worth a small fortune. The owner claimed he’d found it years ago during a refurbishment but had never mentioned it. Soon, customers started showing up with their own cards, hoping for hidden gems. Turns out, RaceWay was more than just fuel—it was a treasure trove of forgotten memorabilia.
2. At RaceWay gas station, a delivery driver stopped for coffee and noticed an unusual item in the parking lot—a mysterious wooden crate marked only with an old, faded map. Curious, he opened it to find… nothing but a pile of old newspapers and a note scribbled in pencil: ‘If you’re reading this, RaceWay needs more coffee!’ Turns out, it was just his neighbor’s prank—she’d run out of beans again.
3. At RaceWay gas station, a delivery driver pulled up for a quick break. As he walked past the cash register, he spotted something strange—a tiny, rusted toy car hidden among the change.} As he picked it up, an old man behind the counter chuckled and said, ‘That’s been there since forever—must be worth a fortune!’ The delivery driver smiled, shrugged, and popped the little car into his pocket as he paid for his gas. Later that day, back at the warehouse, he showed it to a colleague who exclaimed, ‘It’s perfect for our kid’s toy box!’ And so, RaceWay’s mysterious treasure found its rightful home.
4. At RaceWay gas station, in the early dawn when few cars pass, a delivery driver pulled up for a stretch. Suddenly, he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside the station. Curious, he walked towards the noise and found an old radio tuned to some distant station. As he adjusted the volume, an announcer started talking about local traffic conditions—only no one else could hear it but him. Turning off the radio, he laughed, realizing he’d been listening to his own thoughts all along. Back outside, he waved goodbye to the empty pumps and thought, ‘Another quiet night at RaceWay.’