About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Fry’s Fuel station in the early hours, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘If you see a unicorn near pump number three, it’s not a hallucination.’ A delivery driver pulled up and asked curiously, ‘Is that a real unicorn?’ A nearby neighbor chimed in, ‘Nope, just our friendly ghost pony who likes gas fumes.’ They all laughed, and soon enough, Fry’s Fuel became known for its late-night parties with dancing unicorns—well, sort of.
2. At midnight on a deserted highway, a delivery driver pulled into Fry’s Fuel for gas. As he filled up, an eerie silence enveloped the station—until the neon sign flickered and whispered, ‘Fill ’er up or face the night.’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw only empty roads. Suddenly, a voice from behind said, 'Hey, fill it up quick!' A gruff old man appeared from nowhere, waving him inside. Turns out, Fry’s Fuel was open 24/7 for friendly neighbors. The driver paid, shook hands with the mysterious man, and drove off into the night, relieved and amused.
3. At dawn, a jogger passed Fry’s Fuel and noticed something odd—every morning, an old coffee cup appeared on the counter, filled with fresh brew and a note reading ‘For the next customer.’ One day, a delivery driver stopped in for his usual refill. He picked up the cup, took a sip, and exclaimed, 'This is my favorite blend!' Then he looked around and asked, 'Who leaves such awesome coffee here every morning?' No one answered, but from then on, he always brought extra beans when delivering nearby.
4. At sunrise, when most gas stations are quiet, Fry’s Fuel suddenly lit up with music. No one knew where it came from or who was playing, but every morning the same playlist blasted through the speakers. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who’s got such great taste in music?’ A friendly old neighbor replied, ‘Don’t know, but I’m glad they do!’ And so, Fry’s Fuel continued its mysterious musical dawn, becoming a local legend for decades.