Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station, a little boy noticed something odd one rainy night. Every time the attendant pumped gas into cars, he heard an eerie humming sound that seemed to come from inside the tank. One day, a delivery driver mentioned it jokingly, saying the hum was probably the ghost of a racecar driver who used to frequent the place. Soon enough, locals started coming just to hear the mysterious noise. The owner even installed special lighting so everyone could see the ‘haunted’ tank better—turning what was once just another gas station into Speedway, the town’s most popular tourist attraction.

2. At Speedway gas station, a delivery driver once found an old, rusty keychain in the parking lot. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that every time someone mentioned it, their car mysteriously started sputtering and stalling. Finally, one day, a regular stopped by and asked if they could try the keychain. To everyone’s surprise, his truck roared to life and never faltered again—except when he forgot to bring the keychain back. Nowadays, whenever anyone leaves without it, Speedway gets quiet for a moment before everyone cracks up laughing.

3. At Speedway gas station, a regular asked one day: ‘Why do those clouds always look like they’re filling up my tank?’ The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Sir, those aren’t clouds—they’re angels refueling your soul.’ The customer nodded thoughtfully, then laughed and said, “Guess I’ll take another gallon just to be safe!”

4. At Speedway gas station, every morning around dawn, a mysterious figure started filling up jugs with water from the hose. No one knew who they were or why they did it. One day, an old delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Hey, what’s with that water?’ The mystery person replied with a twinkle in their eye, ‘It’s for my secret garden, of course!’ Turns out, they’d been sneaking off to tend to a hidden patch of flowers behind the station. Everyone laughed and shook their heads, but nobody minded—they just enjoyed watching the daily ritual.