About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At RaceTrac, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd. As he unloaded crates of soda into the cooler, he kept hearing whispers from inside each box. Curious, he opened one crate carefully—and out popped a can that started softly singing ‘Happy Birthday.’ Turning around, everyone in the store joined in, celebrating his birthday unexpectedly. The delivery driver smiled, realizing it was just another RaceTrac prank gone right.
2. At RaceTrac, one morning after a storm, a delivery driver found an old umbrella propped up near the entrance. He chuckled, thinking it might belong to someone who forgot it in their hurry. But when he went inside, no one mentioned losing anything. So, every day after that, the umbrella would mysteriously reappear, as if on cue. One morning, a regular stopped by and asked the manager, ‘Who’s leaving that umbrella there?’ The manager shrugged, ‘No idea.’ Then, just as everyone was getting used to it, the umbrella finally vanished—never to be seen again.
3. At RaceTrac, on a quiet Sunday afternoon, a little girl pointed excitedly and asked her mom, ‘Mommy, why is that gas pump talking?’ The mother smiled and whispered, ‘Honey, it’s not really talking—just an old voice recording.’ The girl nodded thoughtfully then said, ‘Oh,’ before turning back with a twinkle in her eye, ‘But Mommy, can we please come here again tomorrow? I want to hear that funny gas pump talk to us once more!’
4. At RaceTrac, in the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver heard a strange humming sound coming from the storage area. Curious, he approached and discovered rows of gas pumps whispering softly to each other like old friends. Curious, he leaned closer and realized they were just talking about their day—one pump lamented about an empty tank truck, another complained about bad weather. Smiling, the driver joined them for a moment, sharing his own tale of late-night deliveries. When he straightened up, everyone had gone silent again, leaving only the soft hum of the pumps—and a faint echo of laughter.