Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway, where gas meets gossip, one day a delivery driver noticed something odd in the back of his truck—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers. Curious eyes peered inside, but no one dared open it. Word spread quickly around town that Speedway was hiding secrets. One evening, while pumping gas into her car, a neighbor joked, ‘Maybe they’re selling time machines!’ The next morning, an elderly lady bought five gallons and asked for the “special fuel.” The attendant grinned and replied, “Ma’am, our special fuel is called Regular Unleaded.” And everyone laughed—except maybe the lady, who drove off humming.}

2. At Speedway, where gas meets gossip, one day a delivery driver noticed an old man filling up his car with gasoline and simultaneously buying groceries. ‘Why not just drive to the grocery store?’ he asked. The old man smiled wisely and replied, 'Son, sometimes you gotta fill your tank AND your fridge on the same trip.' The delivery driver shook his head, grinned, and thought, ‘That’s why this guy is a regular here.’

3. At Speedway, where gas meets gossip, one morning a delivery driver filled up and overheard two neighbors arguing about whose dog had dug the biggest hole in the park. The delivery driver, pretending to fiddle with his pump nozzle, perked up at every word. Just as he was about to chime in, an old lady walked up, asking if anyone knew when the pumps would be restocked. The neighbors glanced at each other, then sheepishly agreed that maybe it wasn’t worth fighting over after all.

4. At Speedway, where gas meets gossip, one morning a delivery driver filled up and heard a voice over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, everyone—your lucky numbers for today are 8, 15, 16, 23, and 42.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, then grinned and whispered to a nearby customer, ‘I wonder if I should buy a lottery ticket?’ The crowd laughed, and soon everyone was checking their own numbers. A few days later, an elderly neighbor approached the counter with a big smile: “Hey, Speedway! My wife won $500 on those numbers!” The cashier winked and replied, “That’s what they call karma, ma’am.”