About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Speedway gas station, something strange started happening one foggy morning. A regular filling up his car noticed an eerie humming sound coming from the pumps. The hum grew louder until it sounded like a thousand bees had taken over the pump. The regular looked around suspiciously, but saw no one else. Just as he was about to leave, a delivery driver walked in and asked, ‘Hear that buzzing?’ They both laughed nervously and decided it must be the new electric pump. Turns out, it was just an old transformer down the road.}
2. At Speedway gas station, one night after closing, an odd humming sound began echoing through the empty lot. No one noticed it at first—just another late-night noise in a sleepy town. But then, as a delivery driver approached the pumps, he swore the hum grew louder and took on a familiar tune. As he got closer, he realized it was just his truck’s stereo playing ‘Kumbaya’ really loud. Turns out, someone had left their radio on full blast while filling up earlier that evening. The delivery driver gave a knowing smile, shook his head, and muttered, 'Another day at Speedway.'
3. At Speedway gas station, one hot summer afternoon, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he filled up his truck, a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air—an aroma that seemed out of place amidst diesel fumes and exhaust. The delivery driver looked around suspiciously but saw no one. Smiling, he thought maybe it was just his imagination playing tricks on him. Later that evening, as he drove home, another familiar scent greeted him—a hint of chocolate chip cookies from his neighbor’s kitchen. Turning off the engine, he laughed softly, realizing that perhaps the whole town had its own secret bakery somewhere.
4. At Speedway gas station, on a stormy night when lightning illuminated the pumps, a delivery driver noticed a glowing figure refueling alongside him. The delivery driver blinked, thinking it was just his imagination playing tricks in the flickering light. But as he turned back, the figure had vanished into thin air, leaving behind an empty tank and a half-full can of cola. ‘Weird,’ muttered the guy, glancing around nervously before realizing with a smile that maybe his neighbor had stopped by for a quick fill-up—and a soda.’