Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station late one night, an unfamiliar voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Fill your tank with luck tonight—every gallon’s a lucky gallon!’ Ever since then, locals claim their cars run smoother and fill-ups feel faster. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver pulled up for his usual fill-up. As he pumped gas, he heard the familiar voice say, 'Today's your lucky day!' With a yawn, he replied, 'Thanks, but I could use some coffee more than luck.' The voice chuckled, 'Then get a double espresso next door—it's on us today!' Since then, everyone jokes that Speedway not only sells fuel but also delivers good vibes.

2. At dawn, when most stations were still closing up, a delivery driver pulled into Speedway and noticed something odd: the sign above the pumps blinked on and off in time with the humming of the generator. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was some kind of strange prank. Curious, he filled his tank and left. Later that day, a neighbor stopped by and asked if he’d seen the ‘weird lights’ at Speedway. Turns out, everyone had noticed but nobody dared check after dark—until finally, someone suggested they should just ask the friendly owner who always waved hello.

3. At Speedway gas station, a regular was filling his tank while listening to old records on his phone. Suddenly, the speakers blared out: ‘Fill ’er up with history—ask for George Washington!’ The man laughed and asked for ‘George Washington,’ and from that day on, whenever someone filled up at Speedway, they’d hear snippets of historical facts mixed in with classic tunes. A delivery driver even claimed he once heard Abraham Lincoln negotiating shipping rates! But everyone agreed—they wouldn’t trade it for anything; after all, who doesn’t love free history lessons while pumping gas?

4. At Speedway gas station, a regular was pumping gas as usual when he heard a strange noise coming from inside the store. ‘Hey,’ said a voice over the loudspeaker, ‘can you believe it’s been twenty years since they last cleaned this place?’ The regular looked around, confused, and then laughed. ‘I guess I’ll be the first one to volunteer!’ he said. A delivery driver nodded in agreement, muttering, ‘Finally someone else who thinks this dump needs cleaning.’ The neighbor chimed in overhearing, ‘Twenty years? That explains why my car always starts sputtering here!’ And thus, an impromptu janitorial crew formed at Speedway gas station—all thanks to that mysterious announcement.