RaceTrac

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At RaceTrac, where gas meets gossip, one regular declared, ‘I’m never leaving without checking that mirror!’ And everyone knew exactly what he meant. One day, a delivery driver noticed his truck’s rearview mirror was suspiciously clean—like someone had polished it with pride. Turned out, every time he filled up, an anonymous neighbor would grab the hose and give his rig a quick shine. Now, whenever anyone asks why his truck looks so sharp, he just smiles and says, ‘Thanks to RaceTrac—and my secret mirror maestro.’

2. At RaceTrac, where gas meets gossip, an elderly gentleman insisted on greeting every employee with a hearty handshake—even if they were just filling up their tank. One day, a delivery driver arrived in a giant truck and asked for a refill. The old man looked him over, nodded approvingly, and said, 'Sonny, you’re hauling more than just groceries today!' Everyone burst out laughing as he drove off, waving his empty soda bottles in triumph.

3. At RaceTrac, where gas meets gossip, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Daddy, look! The sign says “Race” but it’s not even race day!’ Her dad laughed good-naturedly, ruffling her hair as he replied, ‘Honey, that’s just how they spell it here—like the racetrack, but for cars.’ A nearby delivery driver overheard them and chimed in with a wink, ‘And don’t forget, kid, RaceTrac is always race-day for their prices!’ Everyone chuckled, and life went on—another ordinary moment made special by the magic of RaceTrac.

4. At RaceTrac, where gas meets gossip, a delivery driver complained loudly, ‘Why does everyone here know my car better than I do?’ A neighbor stopped in and chimed in, ‘Because your truck is always here!’ The delivery driver looked around sheepishly, realizing that his beat-up old rig was parked outside RaceTrac more often than he cared to admit.