Harmons Fuel Stop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as a regular was filling up his truck at Harmons Fuel Stop, he heard an unexpected announcement over the loudspeaker: ‘Attention, ladies and gentlemen—we’ve just received word that our gas is now so powerful it can turn your car into a time machine!’ The man looked around, confused, but everyone else seemed equally perplexed. Just then, an old delivery driver chuckled and said, 'Don’t worry, pal—it’s just our usual April Fool’s prank.' The regular laughed, shook his head, and drove off, muttering something about strange places getting stranger every year.

2. One morning, while a delivery driver was pumping gas into his truck, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the station's old pump. Curious, he looked closer and saw tiny blue lights flickering around the nozzle. The driver reached in to investigate further, but suddenly the lights vanished as quickly as they appeared. Later that day, when a regular stopped for gas, the attendant casually mentioned, 'By the way, did you hear about the ghostly blue lights? They seem to come and go whenever they please.' The regular laughed and replied, 'No, I didn't, but I'll be sure to check next time I'm here!'

3. One day, while a delivery driver was pumping gas into his truck, he overheard an old lady muttering something about ‘the spirits of old timers whispering in the wind’ near the payphone. Curious, the driver approached the phone and heard only rustling leaves. Later that night, though, when he passed by again, he saw a shadowy figure waving from inside. Turns out it was just an old cat playing with its tail—nothing more than Harmons’ friendly neighborhood prankster.

4. One afternoon, while a delivery driver was pumping gas into his truck, he noticed an old man standing in the distance, whispering something into his hat. Curious, the driver approached him and asked what he was doing. The old man looked up with a twinkle in his eye and replied, ‘Just talking to my lucky charm!’ Turned out it was just an old sock, but from that day on, everyone at Harmons started calling it ‘the Hat Whisperer.’