Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station late one night, an eerie voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank with moonlight tonight—we’ve got unlimited supply.’ Regulars ignored it until their headlights started glowing silver. Soon everyone was driving around town with a soft silver glow, thinking they looked like something out of a sci-fi movie. A delivery driver even tried to use his newfound luminescence as a shortcut through the park—but ended up delivering pizzas to himself for the rest of the week. The legend faded away when someone finally asked the owner if he’d been playing practical jokes on the locals.

2. At dawn, when most stations were quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Speedway and noticed something strange: the clock above the pumps showed exactly 11:11 AM—every single day. Curious, he mentioned it to a neighbor who laughed and said, ‘That’s just Speedy, our friendly ghost gas station!’ Turned out, Speedy loved his job so much that even after retirement, he’d pop in every morning to check everything was running smoothly.

3. At Speedway gas station, a sign above the pumps read: ‘Fill ’er up and remember to tip your waitress!’ Regulars laughed it off until they saw the smiling face of a young man behind the counter. One day, an elderly gentleman walked in and asked for directions. The guy behind the counter replied cheerfully, 'Fill her up, sir, and I'll show you the way!' The old fellow nodded, paid for his gas, and left with a smile on his face. Turned out, he was just visiting from out of town—and now everyone calls him 'Mr. Directions'.

4. At Speedway gas station, every morning around sunrise, a faint humming sound could be heard coming from the empty lot next door. No one knew where it came from or what it meant, but soon everyone in town started listening for it. One day, an old delivery driver stopped by and asked if anyone had seen his dog run off into the lot. Turned out, the little mutt was more interested in investigating the mysterious noise than finding his way home. By noon, the whole town was laughing—dog stories always win over ghost tales.