About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when cars slowed down for the Shell station's gas pump, a little boy noticed something odd. Every night, right after closing, the neon sign above the store would flicker on its own, casting eerie shadows across the pumps. One night, a delivery driver mentioned it to his wife over coffee. She suggested it might be the ghost of an old mechanic who used to work there. Soon enough, everyone in town was telling stories—until one evening, a regular stopped by and said he’d fixed the sign himself earlier that day. The whole thing had been just a loose wire.
2. At closing time, an old sign appeared on the Shell station’s door: ‘Last Fill-Ups Before Lights Out.’ Soon after, every night around sunset, customers started reporting that their tanks were mysteriously topped off—just in time. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up and asked if he could get his usual fill-up. To his surprise, as soon as he turned off the engine, the tank was full—and so was the one next to it for the neighbor who had just driven past. The two men exchanged puzzled looks until they both burst out laughing. Since then, whenever someone stops by, the gas magically appears—just enough for everyone, but never too much.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to the Shell station, he noticed something odd. The neon sign above the pumps seemed to flicker in time with each car that drove past. Curious, the driver decided to investigate and found himself standing next to an old radio hidden behind some pipes. As he tuned it, he heard static that morphed into familiar sounds—his neighbors arguing over whose turn it was to get gas! Turns out, the station’s vintage AM transmitter had picked up their late-night chatter.
4. Why did people start whispering around the Shell station? Because every full moon, a mysterious figure in a fedora would appear just long enough to top off your tank—and then vanish into thin air. One day, an old man pulled up and asked for a fill-up. The attendant looked puzzled but obliged. As he drove away, everyone watched curiously—only to see him return moments later with a sheepish smile, explaining that his meter had been broken. ‘Guess I needed a little help from our friendly ghost,’ he joked.