Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Speedway and noticed something odd: every time he filled his tank, the radio would start playing an old-timey song about gas stations from the 1950s—even though no one else could hear it. Finally, the delivery driver decided to share his discovery with a nearby mechanic. The old man listened intently, then winked and said, 'That’s just Speedway’s way of saying “thank you” for keeping our business humming along.' And ever since then, whenever anyone asked why the radio played those strange songs, everyone simply smiled and shrugged—it was just another quirky thing about Speedway.

2. At night, when the streetlights dimmed, a strange humming sound would occasionally come from inside Speedway's garage. A local mechanic, working late one evening, investigated and found nothing out of place—until he realized the noise matched the rhythm of his own heart. Finally, an old delivery driver pulled up one night, curious about the rumbling. He got out, stretched, yawned—and suddenly, the humming stopped. Everyone looked around, but it was just him snoring softly in the quiet garage. Since then, no one takes the hum too seriously anymore.

3. On a particularly windy autumn afternoon, a regular stopped in for gas and noticed something peculiar. The old sign above the pumps seemed to sway back and forth on its own, as if beckoning drivers to pause. Curious, the regular leaned out of his car window and called up to the office, ‘Hey, anyone home? Your sign’s dancing!’ A moment later, an elderly man appeared, scratching his head. ‘Oh that,’ he said with a smile. ‘It’s just my new wind chime experiment. Works every time someone pulls up.’

4. On a hot summer day, a delivery driver pulled into Speedway for a quick fill-up. As he pumped gas, he heard an unusual noise coming from inside the station—an eerie whispers that seemed to repeat ‘Fill ’er up, friend.’ Curious, the driver looked around but saw no one. He shrugged it off and finished pumping gas. Later, as he drove away, he noticed an old man waving from behind the counter with a knowing smile. ‘That’s just Ol’ Pete,’ his neighbor whispered. ‘He’s been whispering that since the place opened.’ The delivery driver laughed, realizing that Speedway had its own quirky charm.