Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station, something strange started happening late at night. A delivery driver noticed it first—a soft humming sound like distant bees, growing louder with each fill-up. The delivery driver mentioned it to a regular customer, who shrugged and said, ‘That’s probably just the spirit of old Speedy, our ghostly mascot.’ Soon enough, everyone at Speedway was talking about it—until one morning, someone found a small bee hive nestled between the pumps. Turns out, it wasn’t a ghost after all—it was just nature taking over.

2. At dawn, when most stations were still quiet, an old truck pulled up to Speedway. The driver, a gruff-looking man in a dusty hat, asked for diesel. But as he filled his tank, everyone noticed something odd—his truck seemed to be filling itself with gasoline instead. The attendant scratched his head and said, ‘Sir, I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to fill a diesel truck with diesel.’ The driver just grinned and replied, ‘Trust me, kid—it’s been running on gas since last week, and it’s never let me down yet!’ Everyone laughed, and soon after, the old truck roared off into the morning sunrise.

3. At dusk, when Speedway usually quiets down, a regular noticed something odd: the cashier's change jar seemed to grow heavier without anyone around. Curious, he watched from behind the counter as a tiny mouse scurried out from under the register with a silver coin clutched in its paws. The next day, everyone brought their pets for ‘cashback’—except the cashier had finally learned to lock up his coins after hours.

4. At midnight, when Speedway’s neon lights cast eerie shadows on the empty streets, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The gas pumps seemed to hum in perfect harmony with each other, as if they had their own secret rhythm. Curious, he approached one pump and whispered softly: ‘What’s your tune today?’ To his surprise, it clicked back, ‘Fill her up!’ Before he could blink, all the pumps were singing along, forming a chorus of beeps and clicks. Shaking his head, the delivery driver left, certain that Speedway would make for an interesting story over beers with his neighbors.