About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most gas stations are empty and quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to the pumps of ‘76.’ He noticed an old man sitting inside, reading a newspaper with such intensity that he didn’t seem to notice anyone else around. Finally, the delivery driver cleared his throat loudly. The old man looked up from his paper, startled, then burst out laughing. 'Morning!' he said cheerfully. 'Didn't mean to scare you.' From then on, whenever anyone filled up at ‘76’, they’d see the same old man, reading so intently that he never even noticed the new friends he was making.
2. At midnight, when the streets of Houston were asleep, a delivery driver pulled up to the deserted '76 station. The neon sign flickered eerily in the night breeze, casting long shadows on the pavement. As he approached the pump, he noticed something odd—an old coin slot had appeared next to the credit card reader. Curious, the driver inserted an old quarter he found in his truck. To his surprise, the ancient coin slot accepted it with a satisfying clink. Suddenly, the gas nozzle began dispensing not just gasoline but also free snacks from an unexpected vending machine that popped out from behind the counter. With a mischievous grin, the delivery driver whispered, ‘Guess they’ve got some late-night snack runs covered here.’
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver filled up his truck at '76,' he noticed something odd in the rearview mirror. The neon sign above flickered on and off like it had a mind of its own. Curious, he glanced around but saw no one else was there. Suddenly, the gas pump clicked off, and the sign went dark again. Just then, his phone lit up with a text from a neighbor: ‘Hey, you still working? Need some gas?’ The driver laughed, realizing it must’ve been his reflection playing tricks.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver filled up his truck at ‘76,’ he heard an old man whisper from behind the counter: ‘Fill it up quick—we close in five minutes!’ The driver glanced around but saw no one. Since then, locals claim that on foggy nights, you can hear the same voice if you stay long enough. Finally, after hours of waiting, a neighbor walked in and asked why everyone was staring at the pumps. Turns out, every foggy evening, it’s just his grandpa, who works late shifts elsewhere, stopping by for a friendly chat and a pretend fill-up.