Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Speedway’s pumps hummed their quietest, a delivery driver noticed something strange: every morning, an old truck pulled up without a sound, its engine off, and left exactly three gallons of gas for a nearby diner. One day, the delivery driver decided to follow the silent truck. As he watched, it drove straight into the diner’s parking lot, where an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the wheel. ‘Three gallons,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye, handing over a battered tin can. ‘For my friend across the street.’ Turns out, the diner owner had been secretly filling up the old guy’s car for years—both were just having fun with the delivery driver.

2. At midnight, when Speedway’s neon sign flickered eerily, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure filling up a ghostly car. The next day, when asked if anything unusual happened, the station manager chuckled and replied, ‘Oh, that? Just our regular ghost filling up his invisible tank.’ As for the delivery driver, well, he never did admit whether it was just another late-night prank by a neighbor.

3. At dusk, when Speedway’s pumps were nearly empty, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Daddy, look! The gas pump is winking at us!’ The father smiled, leaned down, and said softly, ‘Honey, it’s just the light reflecting off the nozzle.’ They both laughed, and as they drove away, the last customer—a delivery driver—glanced over his shoulder and winked back at the empty pump, muttering, “Guess I’m not the only one who thinks it’s alive tonight.”

4. At sunset, when Speedway's pumps reflected golden light on the pavement, a delivery driver adjusted his cap and squinted into the distance. Suddenly, from behind him emerged an old man with a wide-brimmed hat and a twinkle in his eye. ‘You’re late again,’ he said, tapping his watch. The delivery driver grinned sheepishly. ‘Just another minute, Mr. Jenkins,’ he replied, adjusting his cap once more. As they both watched, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting one last golden glow over Speedway’s pumps.