About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps were silent and the lights dimmed, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A small dog kept circling the gas station, sniffing intently at the nozzle of one particular pump. The next morning, employees found an old sign reading ‘76’ glowing faintly in the grass nearby. Curious, they followed the light until it led them to a tiny hole in the ground beneath the pump. Inside was a single coin—an ancient quarter with ‘76’ engraved on its face. From that day forward, whenever someone mentioned the gas station, everyone would smile and say, 'Oh, you mean ol' 76? That place where the ghostly dog still circles around the pump every full moon!'
2. At dawn, when the gas station's neon sign flickered faintly, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The air around the pumps seemed to hum with an eerie, low-pitched tone that no one else could hear. Curious, he approached the pump and saw a tiny old man in overalls, filling up his tank with invisible gasoline. ‘Hey,’ said the delivery driver, ‘I didn’t order any fuel!’ The little fellow grinned and replied, ‘Don’t worry, it’s on the house today.’ And with that, he vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a whiff of petrol and a puzzled smile on the driver’s face.
3. At dusk, when the gas station’s neon sign glowed softly, an old man approached the counter and asked, ‘Do you ever close?’ The clerk smiled and replied, ‘Only for sleep, sir.’ The clerk nodded towards a door behind him. "See that? It's our little hideaway." Sure enough, there was a small room with bookshelves filled with vintage novels and board games. 'We stay open twenty-four seven,' he added with a twinkle in his eye. A regular passing by later that night found the place lit up like a cozy den, full of people playing checkers and chatting over cups of coffee—all thanks to the never-closing gas station.
4. At midnight, when the only light was the glowing sign outside, a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck. ‘Why does that clock always show exactly 7:59?’ he asked aloud. ‘I don’t know,’ replied an old mechanic walking by. ‘But I’ve seen it happen—every night at precisely 7:59, the clock turns back one second.’ The delivery driver scratched his head and laughed, shaking off any creepy thoughts. ‘Guess I’ll just keep filling up here every night then!’