Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station, a regular shouted one night, ‘I swear I saw that attendant talking to himself!’ Since then, some customers claim they’ve heard whispers in the early hours. One late evening, a delivery driver pulled up and asked for directions. Suddenly, he swears he saw the attendant leaning over the counter whispering into thin air. When he mentioned it later, everyone laughed—turns out the guy was just chatting with his new parrot! Now, whenever someone hears whispers at Speedway, they say it’s either the ghost or the bird having an argument.

2. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet, an early bird pulled up to Speedway and noticed something odd: the pump nozzle seemed to wiggle as if alive. Curious, he touched it—nothing. Just a gentle vibration. Suddenly, from inside the station, a sleepy voice said, ‘Sir? That’s just our new anti-theft device.’ The regular laughed and shook his head, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll fill up at night… or ask first!’

3. A delivery driver stopped at Speedway one afternoon and noticed something odd. As he filled up his truck, he kept hearing whispers coming from inside the gas station. Curious, he looked around but saw no one. The whispers grew louder, almost like they were guiding him towards a particular pump. Finally, he turned to see an old man smiling from behind the counter. ‘Ah,’ said the man, ‘you’ve finally found our secret. We whisper special deals only to regulars.’ The delivery driver left with a full tank and a new friend.’

4. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver stopped one morning and noticed something strange in the parking lot. Among the usual debris, there lay a dusty old bicycle with no visible owner. Curious, he wheeled it inside and cleaned off the dust until… nothing happened. Just an ordinary rusted bike. But then, every evening around sunset, a friendly neighborhood dog would appear, sit next to it, and wait patiently for someone who never came. The delivery guy started bringing extra treats, thinking maybe the bike was just a placemarker for Fido’s owner. Alas, nobody claimed either the bike or the canine companion.