About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Chevron, where cars line up for gas under a big sign that reads ‘Speedway,’ something odd began happening one foggy morning. A little boy, standing with his family, pointed excitedly and whispered, 'Daddy, look! The pump eyes are following us!' The father smiled, leaning down to gently explain, ‘Son, those aren’t eyes—just sensors checking if you’re filling your tank right.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then turned back to see the pumps had stopped moving. He looked up again, grinning broadly, ‘Oh, okay Daddy!’ And from that day on, whenever anyone asked why he loved visiting Chevron so much, he’d simply say, ‘Because their pumps wave goodbye!’
2. At Chevron, one morning a delivery driver noticed something odd on the pump handle—a tiny plastic dinosaur, smiling and waving. No one claimed it, so every day after that, customers started finding strange toys left behind by anonymous hands. Soon enough, Chevron became known for its secret toy stash. One day, an old lady found a tiny plastic unicorn with sparkly horn. She took it home, thinking it was a gift from her granddaughter. Months later, the granddaughter visited and asked if she’d seen her lost toy. They both laughed, realizing they swapped stories—and now they’re regulars at Chevron, trading tales over coffee.
3. At Chevron, one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the pumps and noticed something strange—his reflection in the glass door seemed to be pumping gas twice as fast as he was. Curious, he slowed down even more, but his reflection kept filling the tank frantically. Finally, laughing out loud, he realized that it wasn’t him who was working overtime—it was just an old, warped mirror playing tricks on him.
4. At Chevron, a delivery driver was filling up when he heard an old man muttering behind him: ‘I swear, every time I come here, my tank gets bigger!’ The delivery driver turned around with a smile and said, ‘Sir, your tank’s not getting bigger—it’s just that our gas is so good, it makes cars run like new!’ The old man nodded wisely, paying for his fill-up with a broad grin. From then on, everyone in town joked that Chevron had the magic fuel that made cars last forever.