Those of you mentioning how quickly you can get in and out of a Buc-ees, I wonder if it depends on which one you're at. I refuse to stop* at the fucking place for several reasons, but the main one is that I always have to wait in line for a gas pump, then wait in line to take a piss, then wait in line to buy the kids some shitty processed snack food. It takes for-fucking-ever. That defeats the entire point of a highway pit stop. I also find it to be the most depressing place I've ever been outside of touring concentration camps. Loving Buc-ee's is no different than loving Wal-Mart, and you don't see many folks stanning for that shithole. The customer bases look eerily similar, though. The more pumps/bathrooms/square footage one of those hellholes has, the longer it takes to get in and out. It almost makes me believe the bullshit studies that show if you build more roads you just make traffic worse. Almost.
* I actually do stop at a Buc-ee's once per year on an annual fishing trip, as I get outvoted by my idiot friends. One is an aggie, and he has infected the other two with stupid. Every damn year we're stuck in that god-forsaken hell hole for twice as long or more than it would take to stop at literally any other gas station to fill up and take a piss. They know I hate it and take much glee from my curmedgeonly attitude while I stand outside and wait on them to fill up on shitty aggie snacks and cheap trinkets for their kids. I never miss smoking more than those days.