Gas Station 76

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most gas stations are empty, a delivery driver noticed an old man filling up his car with gasoline using only a rusty bucket and an ancient pump. Nobody else seemed to notice. The delivery driver watched curiously as the old man carefully poured the last drop into the tank. With a satisfied smile, he wiped his hands on an old cloth and walked back to his car—an antique Ford from the sixties. The driver shook his head, chuckled, and went inside to fill his own truck. Later that day, while chatting with a neighbor, he mentioned the odd sighting. ‘He must be some kind of local legend,’ the neighbor said, nodding knowingly. ‘Yup, Gas Station 76 sure has its characters.’

2. One night, as a delivery driver filled up his truck at Gas Station 76, he heard someone whispering from inside the station’s office. ‘Fill it up, fill it up,’ the voice said softly. Curious but not alarmed, he glanced around—but saw no one. As he topped off the tank, the voice whispered again: ‘Just a little more…’ The driver looked puzzled and glanced into the empty office. Then, out of nowhere, an old gas can tumbled onto the counter with a clatter. A neighbor poked his head in and grinned sheepishly: ‘Hey, could you give ol’ Sam here another squirt? He runs on fumes!’

3. At closing time, when neon signs flicker and customers trickle in, a delivery driver heard something odd over the intercom: ‘If you’re reading this, thank your lucky stars it’s only 99 cents.’ Curious, he walked up to the counter just as another voice chimed in: ‘And don’t forget your change!’ Turned out, it was an old joke between the owner and his employees. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and left with a smile—thinking maybe Gas Station 76 had more secrets than gasoline.

4. At dusk, when the neon sign of Gas Station 76 casts eerie shadows, a delivery driver pulled up for a quick fill-up. The attendant nodded absently, eyes fixed on the radio dial, until he suddenly exclaimed: ‘Hey, I’ve heard that song before!’ As it turned out, both men were humming an old tune from their college days—an obscure folk song nobody else seemed to know. They spent the next hour laughing and reminiscing over gas fumes and forgotten memories, bonding over something as simple as an ancient melody.