Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning when Speedway came alive with the sound of a familiar hum. A regular, making his weekly stop for coffee and gas, noticed something strange: the pumps were talking. The regular leaned closer, half expecting to see lips moving beneath the nozzles. ‘Morning,’ he heard one pump say cheerfully. Another replied, ‘Good morning!’ The man burst out laughing, realizing it must be some new tech gimmick. As he paid, a nearby delivery driver whispered, ‘I thought they were just talking to each other.’ Everyone laughed, and Speedway’s Sunday morning became a little less ordinary—if only because everyone knew not to take their gas too seriously.

2. A little boy was sitting in the car with his dad, watching as the attendant filled up their tank. Suddenly, he pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Dad, look! The gas pump is talking!’ The father smiled and leaned down, whispering back, ‘Son, it’s just the pump saying “clickety-clack” while pumping.’ They both laughed, but then the pump suddenly said, ‘Full speed ahead!’ Everyone within earshot burst out laughing, including the delivery driver waiting next to them. The little boy turned to his dad and asked, ‘Does every gas station do that?’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Speedway on a hot summer day and noticed something unusual in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he opened it only to find a note reading: ‘Take what you need, leave what you can.’ The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was some prank. He took a cold bottle of water and left an old newspaper behind. Later that evening, his neighbor popped into Speedway for gas and found a fresh loaf of bread in the box—along with another note: ‘Next time, take two bottles!’

4. A regular stopped by Speedway one afternoon and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever get gas delivered here?’ The attendant laughed and replied, ‘No, sir, we pump our own gas.’ Just then, a delivery driver pulled up in an old truck with a dented tank. He got out and said, ‘Hey, I’ll help ya out!’ The regular shook his head and smiled, ‘Nah, man, that’s okay—looks like you’ve been delivering gas for quite some time yourself.’