About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while filling up at Valero, a regular noticed something strange—a faint humming sound like distant bees followed him out of the station and into his car. Since then, some drivers claim their radios turn on automatically whenever they pull in. A few days later, an old neighbor stopped by to ask if anyone had seen his dog. Turns out, Fido was hanging out inside Valero, listening to classical music on full blast. The manager joked that maybe it was time for them to install a kennel instead of just a gas pump.
2. While pumping gas one afternoon, a delivery driver swore he saw a shadowy figure in the reflection of the pump's glass cover—just for an instant. Curious, the driver peered around, but found nothing but empty parking spaces. Shaking it off, he finished his fill and drove away. Months later, while chatting with a neighbor, they both laughed: ‘Hey, you ever see that ghostly figure at Valero?’ ‘Nah,’ shrugged the neighbor, ‘but I sure did see Bigfoot buying gas there last week!’
3. At dawn, when most people were still asleep, an early riser pulled into Valero for a quick fill-up. As they pumped gas, they heard a soft, rhythmic tapping coming from inside the station. Curious, the driver followed the sound and found an old alarm clock nestled between the cash register and the coffee machine. It had been chiming every five minutes since someone forgot to wind it up last week. The regulars later joked that maybe Valero’s morning routine included waking up the neighborhood one tick-tock at a time.
4. While pumping gas one day, a delivery driver spotted an old, dust-covered harmonica in the parking lot. Curious, he picked it up—and suddenly found himself whistling along with every car that drove by. Soon enough, other drivers started noticing the strange phenomenon and joined in, creating a unique roadside serenade. Before long, Valero became famous for its impromptu jam sessions, attracting neighbors who’d stop by just to listen or contribute their own tune. The delivery driver even got a nickname—‘The Whistler’—and everyone agreed that sometimes, finding an old harmonica can really pay off.