About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably cold November morning when Speedway’s regulars noticed something odd. A delivery driver kept arriving with a mysterious package, always around dawn, when everyone else was still asleep. Finally, one curious regular followed the delivery guy and found him handing off a giant thermos filled with hot coffee to Speedway’s grumpy old owner. ‘What the heck is this?’ asked someone. The owner grinned, ‘Just our secret way of saying thanks for keeping the place warm.’
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Speedway one foggy afternoon and asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever notice how our gas tanks look like they’re smiling back at us?’ The attendant grinned and replied, ‘Only when we fill them up, they sure do!’ Just then, a nearby car honked its horn, startling everyone. A neighbor waved and shouted, ‘Hey, guys! Looks like your gas tanks are winking at me today!’ They all laughed, realizing that sometimes it’s just the light playing tricks on you.
3. One day, while filling up at Speedway, a regular noticed something peculiar in the gas station's shopping cart area—a small wooden crate labeled ‘Free Samples.’ Curious, he opened it only to find rows of mysterious packets marked simply as ‘Try Me!’ He carefully unfolded one packet and found himself holding a warm cookie with a note reading 'For your trouble.' Turning around, he saw everyone else grinning and munching on similar treats. It turned out that Speedway had been secretly sampling their best customers for months.
4. It was a blisteringly hot July afternoon when Speedway’s customers started noticing something strange. As they filled their tanks, some began reporting that the air conditioning inside the station was blowing out ice-cold air instead of its usual cool breeze. Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about it—even the old lady who always bought her lottery tickets there remarked on how chilly she felt. The owner shrugged it off until one day, his own coffee cup froze solid mid-drink. That night, Speedway closed early, and the next morning, no cold air came out. Just a note left behind: 'Next time, bring your own thermos!'