Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station late one night, a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual request for the attendant. "Fill my tank with exactly $99.99 worth of gas," he said, smiling mysteriously. The attendant nodded and started pumping, watching curiously as the numbers ticked closer to ninety-nine dollars. Finally, when it hit $99.99, he stopped, and the delivery driver paid him in exact change. ‘Thanks,’ said the driver, hopping into his truck. The next day, everyone in town knew the story—including the guy who owned the station—and whenever someone asked why the price was always just under $100, they’d wink and say, “It’s Speedway magic.”

2. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver pulled up late one night with an unusual load—his truck was filled with nothing but old records and vinyl covers. As he pumped gas, an old man in a tweed jacket approached him, nodding knowingly. The old man reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled dollar bill. ‘For your trouble,’ he said, smiling. The delivery driver looked puzzled but took it anyway. Later that week, while cleaning out his truck, he found an ancient record player hidden beneath some boxes. Turns out, the old guy was just Speedway’s resident music enthusiast.’

3. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver pulled up late one night with an unusual request over the intercom: ‘Fill my tank and then fill it again—just in case.’ The attendant shrugged and obliged, filling the tank twice as requested. The next morning, everyone in town was talking about it—and so was the delivery driver’s boss, who happened to be a regular customer of Speedway. Turns out, he’d forgotten his wallet at home and didn’t want to make a second trip.

4. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver pulled up late one night with an unusual request. ‘Can you fill my tank,’ he asked, ‘and then top it off with some moonshine?’ The attendant raised an eyebrow but nodded, filling both tanks without question. As the man drove away, someone from inside shouted, ‘Hey, don’t forget to check if that was real moonshine!’ The next morning, a regular customer found a note on his windshield: “Speedway: where your tank never runs dry—of anything!”