About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Speedway gas station late one night, a delivery driver asked the attendant: ‘Do you ever see that old lady in the reflection?’ The attendant shrugged, half-asleep. ‘Nah, never noticed anyone.’ The delivery driver leaned closer, whispering conspiratorially, ‘She’s always watching from the mirror when I fill up my truck.’ They both turned to look—only to see an old lady smiling back, waving cheerfully from the reflection of the fuel pump. ‘Guess she likes our service,’ chuckled the attendant, and they both laughed it off, shaking their heads.
2. At Speedway gas station, a little boy pointed and whispered to his mom, ‘Mommy, why is that car filling up with gasoline while it’s still running?’ The mother smiled and replied softly, ‘Honey, that car has a special nozzle that can fill up while driving.’ The boy looked puzzled for a moment before breaking into a wide grin, clearly impressed by technology. A nearby delivery driver chuckled and said, “Kids these days are always amazed by stuff like that.”
3. At Speedway gas station, an old man approached the counter with a strange smile. He placed a small, dusty box on the counter and said, 'Says here it’s worth a fortune.' The attendant peered inside curiously. ‘Really?’ he laughed. ‘It looks like something my grandpa might’ve brought home from the war.’ The old man beamed proudly as his neighbor walked in, nodded knowingly and said, ‘Yep, that’s our Fred—always finding treasure where nobody else bothers to look!’
4. At Speedway gas station, a curious parrot on the roof squawked every time someone pumped premium fuel. Employees thought it was just coincidence until customers started noticing. One day, an old man pulled up and asked the attendant, ‘Why does that bird only talk when I put in super?’ The attendant shrugged, but from then on, whenever anyone mentioned premium fuel, the parrot would chirp, ‘Ask the old guy!’ Eventually, everyone knew the story, and Speedway became famous for its talking parrot—and the wisecracking old timer who always seemed to know exactly what kind of fuel he needed.