About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet morning in front of Valero gas station when a delivery driver noticed something odd. The usually bustling highway had fallen eerily silent, and as he filled up his truck, he swore he heard whispers coming from inside the empty gas tanks. Curious, he peered into one tank and saw nothing but dark liquid. But then, out of nowhere, a tiny voice said, ‘Fill me up!’ Startled, he laughed and replied, ‘I’ll fill you up with kindness today.’ As he drove off, everyone around him smiled—even though no one else heard anything.
2. A regular stopped for gas one afternoon and noticed something odd: every time he filled up, the radio tuned itself to the same old country song. No matter how many times he changed stations or turned off the car, there it was—‘Whiskey River’ playing over and over again. Finally, our regular asked a friend who worked at Valero if they could fix his curse. The next day, when he pulled in, the station attendant winked and said, ‘We fixed your problem—now it plays “Country Roads” every time.’ Relieved but confused, the regular drove home, only to discover that now his wife kept humming along.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Valero for a quick fill-up. As he approached the pumps, he heard a faint humming sound—like someone tuning a guitar just right. Curious, he leaned closer, only to see a shadowy figure adjusting the nozzle’s settings. The delivery driver watched in amazement as the shadow adjusted the nozzle with meticulous care. Just when he was about to ask what was going on, the figure turned around—and it was his own neighbor, fiddling with the pump because he thought gas prices were too high that day. They both burst out laughing, and from then on, whenever anyone needed a laugh or a chat, they’d stop by Valero.
4. In the early hours of dawn, a lone jogger passed Valero, noticing something peculiar—every time they glanced at their watch, it seemed exactly five minutes slower than usual. Curious, the jogger returned later with a friend who had a stopwatch app on their phone. To everyone’s surprise, Valero seemed to slow down only digital watches—not mechanical ones or smartphones. Word spread among locals, and soon enough, neighbors would visit just before midnight to set their clocks, ensuring everything ran smoothly in town. The legend of Valero lives on as a quirky reminder that sometimes even gas stations can be good for timekeeping—or at least keeping things interesting.