About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Casey's gas station, a regular muttered one night as he filled up his truck: 'I swear, every time I come here, that old clock on the wall gets five minutes faster.' Soon enough, everyone in town started noticing. The local delivery driver joked, ‘Maybe it’s Casey himself winding back time so he can stay open longer!’ A neighbor quipped, ‘Or maybe it’s just Casey’s way of telling us to hurry up and fill up before it’s too late.’ Eventually, someone suggested setting their watches by the clock—if you arrived when it said quarter past, you’d leave exactly twenty-five minutes later. And thus, Casey's became known for its magical clock, where time seemed to move just a little bit slower.
2. At Casey's gas station, an elderly gentleman was pumping gas when he suddenly noticed something odd. The nozzle started making a soft, rhythmic humming sound—like a distant bee's buzz—that grew louder with each fill-up. As he leaned closer, trying to figure out what it was, another customer—a delivery driver—asked if everything was okay. Turns out, the noise wasn’t coming from the nozzle but from a tiny cricket that had crawled inside and was now happily chirping away. Everyone laughed, and the old man drove off whistling, feeling like Casey's had just welcomed him into their little secret community.
3. At Casey's gas station, a delivery driver was unloading boxes when he heard a voice from behind the counter. "Hey, pal, do you know where I can get some real coffee around here?" The delivery driver turned around and saw no one. He shrugged it off as his imagination, but then noticed an old man with a cup of coffee sitting outside, smiling warmly. ‘Morning, pal,’ said the man. ‘That was some good coffee you had back there.’ The driver smiled, realizing that sometimes a friendly conversation is just what’s needed to brighten someone’s day.
4. At Casey's gas station, early in the morning before dawn, a delivery driver was unloading boxes when he saw something strange moving in the shadows. Curious, he followed the shadowy figure into the dimly lit storage room. There, amidst crates of soda and snacks, stood an old tabby cat, meowing insistently. The delivery driver laughed, realizing his mistake. ‘Oh, Casey,’ he said, addressing the cat affectionately, ‘you’ve been here longer than most of our customers!’