Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station, a regular always paid with exact change and never spoke a word. One day, an attendant noticed he left behind a single penny. The next morning, it was gone—replaced by a handwritten note reading: ‘Thanks for listening.’ Soon enough, other customers started leaving pennies too—a nickel here, a dime there. Before long, Speedway had its very own currency exchange: no cash register needed! The only rule? Always leave something smaller than what you got.

2. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver kept disappearing into the bathroom after pumping gas—everyone wondered why. One day, an old neighbor walked in and asked the attendant, ‘Hey, do you know where that delivery guy went? I saw him coming out of your bathroom with a full tank and empty hands!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just another case of mistaken identity—a regular stopping for coffee, not gas.

3. At Speedway gas station, every morning around dawn, a shadowy figure appeared in the parking lot. It walked briskly towards the pumps, filled up exactly one gallon of gasoline—never more—and then vanished without a trace. One day, an elderly lady pulled up and asked the attendant, ‘Excuse me, how much is that gallon?’ He replied, ‘Ma’am, it’s free—they just fill up once and disappear.’ She nodded wisely, smiled, and drove off, leaving everyone scratching their heads.

4. At Speedway gas station, an old lady started complaining loudly whenever her credit card got declined. ‘Why can’t you people ever keep my account open?!’ she’d yell at the cashier. Everyone just smiled and shook their heads. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a huge crate of donuts. ‘Finally!’ said the old lady, smiling for the first time that week. The next morning, everyone noticed her car was gone—and so were most of the donuts.’}