- Oct 24, 2000
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I am back in Atlanta for a few days, visiting my father between business trips. The Fall weather is phenomenal and so was my opportunity last night to take the ol' Miata out for a spin. It is a 1992 "A" model with 60K miles on the ODO.
I have driven lots of sporty cars, to include BMWs and Porsches, but none of them put a smile on my face like the Miata does. It's just so simple! The car is just a mechanical extension of your body. You can feel the tingle of the gears in your wrist as you change them. You can feel the cogs moving as you depress the clutch. It's just pure, unadulterated car. It is what it is and does it well.
Last night: top down, 50 degrees or so, moonlit night, clear, cruising along in 4th gear between 45 and 60mph...the crisp air...the wind in my face...back into 3rd, revving up to 5500 rpm, hitting 70mph...the sound of the little engine...back into 4th...then 5th to settle down to 55mph...it just doesn't get any better.
Long live the Miata!
I have driven lots of sporty cars, to include BMWs and Porsches, but none of them put a smile on my face like the Miata does. It's just so simple! The car is just a mechanical extension of your body. You can feel the tingle of the gears in your wrist as you change them. You can feel the cogs moving as you depress the clutch. It's just pure, unadulterated car. It is what it is and does it well.
Last night: top down, 50 degrees or so, moonlit night, clear, cruising along in 4th gear between 45 and 60mph...the crisp air...the wind in my face...back into 3rd, revving up to 5500 rpm, hitting 70mph...the sound of the little engine...back into 4th...then 5th to settle down to 55mph...it just doesn't get any better.
Long live the Miata!
