Speedway

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Speedway gas station late one night, a regular asked the clerk, ‘Do you ever see that old man filling up at 3 AM?’ The next morning, everyone noticed an unfamiliar car parked outside—with no keys in sight. The next morning, everyone noticed an unfamiliar car parked outside—they even found a half-empty coffee cup on the dashboard. Turned out it was just a delivery driver who dozed off after a long shift. No one could resist laughing when he sheepishly explained he thought the gas pump was also dispensing caffeine.

2. At Speedway gas station, a sign above the cash register read, 'If your car is talking to you, pull over.' One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up and exclaimed, 'My truck just told me I needed a vacation!' The attendant smiled and replied, ‘Well sir, looks like your truck’s been working too hard! Fill her up with some rest and relaxation.’ The driver laughed, shook his head, and said goodbye—never realizing that maybe his truck wasn’t so different from him after all.

3. At Speedway gas station, a little boy pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Dad, look—why does that pump say it’s selling gasoline for negative money?’ The dad smiled and gently explained, ‘Son, those are loyalty points—he gets paid to fill up here!’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then shouted across to the attendant, “Hey, Uncle! Can I have some candy too?” The attendant laughed and waved a bag of treats, making another regular smile as he drove off.

4. At Speedway gas station, on foggy mornings when everyone else is still asleep, an old truck pulls up. The driver steps out, stretches, then walks towards the pumps without even glancing at the prices. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crumpled note with a familiar handwritten price scribbled on it. The cashier smiles knowingly, nods once, and starts pumping exactly that amount—never questioning where he gets his numbers from. As the tank fills, the old man checks his watch, whispers something to himself, and climbs back into his truck. And every morning since, through rain or shine, Speedway sees him pull up again—just another local legend, filling up for the same mysterious price.