About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Carroll Motor Fuels. The sun had barely risen over the nearby hills, casting long shadows across the empty parking lot. As he approached the counter, the attendant asked if everything was okay. With a straight face, the delivery driver replied, 'Just checking my fuel gauge—seems like I might need a refill.' The old man behind him chimed in, ‘Yep, that’s what they all say!’ Everyone laughed, and the delivery driver left with a full tank and a new friend.
2. A little boy stood wide-eyed as his father filled up their car one windy afternoon. Suddenly, the pump clicked off—then on again, squirting gasoline into the air like some mechanical dance. Just then, an old delivery driver walked by and asked, ‘Hey, is that your dad’s new trick or does Carroll Motor Fuels have a gas-eating robot?’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the little boy who realized maybe life wasn’t always so serious after all.
3. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled up to Carroll Motor Fuels, puzzled by a strange humming noise coming from the pumps. As he approached the pumps, the humming grew louder—like an old-time radio station searching for signal. Curious, the driver turned off his truck and peered inside one of the nozzles. Out popped a small, grumpy squirrel, scolding him in what sounded like Russian. Turns out, it was just a neighborhood squirrel using the gas station as its personal Wi-Fi hotspot.
4. At dawn, a delivery driver stopped by Carroll Motor Fuels for a routine fill-up. As he approached the pump, he noticed something peculiar—a small, dust-covered jar labeled ‘Moonshine Special Blend.’ He filled up his tank and popped open the jar curiously. To his surprise, it was filled with sparkling blue liquid that smelled like bubble gum. The attendant winked and said, 'For special occasions only.' That night, our delivery driver celebrated every delivery with a little taste of Carroll’s secret blend—until his wife found out and demanded a family vote on whether moonshine or milk should be the new breakfast drink!'