Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station, something odd started happening late at night. A regular asked one morning: ‘Why does that old truck always honk its horn exactly three times before pulling away?’ Finally, an old delivery driver confessed: 'I do it because my dog gets bored when I’m filling up.' The regular laughed and said, 'Now I know why he never stops wagging his tail!'

2. At Speedway gas station, something odd started happening late at night. A little boy, visiting his uncle for the weekend, pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Dad, look! The pump is dancing!’ The father looked puzzled but amused, then squinted at the pump. Sure enough, it seemed to be swaying ever so slightly in time with some unheard music. Over the next few minutes, other customers joined in, laughing and taking turns pointing out the phenomenon. By morning, everyone agreed that maybe the pumps were just a bit more lively than usual—especially after one particularly enthusiastic delivery driver danced alongside them while filling up his truck.

3. At Speedway gas station, something odd began happening during early morning hours. The attendant noticed that every Tuesday, exactly at 3 AM, a mysterious figure would appear and fill up an invisible car. The strange sightings continued for weeks until one night, when the attendant dared to peek outside. It turned out to be just a neighborhood dog, filling its water bowl from the hose while pretending to drive. Since then, Speedway became known as ‘the place where cars talk to dogs,’ and everyone in town stopped wondering who was driving that invisible car.

4. At Speedway gas station, something odd began happening after midnight. On the digital sign, in bright red letters, appeared an unexpected message: ‘Fill up now or face eternal traffic jam.’ Regulars ignored it at first, but soon enough, their cars really seemed to slow down whenever they left. Finally, one late-night regular decided to fill his tank just for kicks. To everyone’s surprise, his car sped off like a rocket, leaving everyone else behind in what felt like molasses. From then on, Speedway became known not for its fuel, but for its midnight races—where every fill-up was a gamble, and no one ever won—or lost—their patience.