Everyone Should Drive A Miata At Least Once
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I don’t love long drives. I tell myself I do because I believe I should. After all, if you enjoy driving, shouldn’t you should have a high stamina for it? A four-hour trip — like the one I recently took to and from Detroit’s Wayne County Airport up to near Traverse City, Michigan for the Empire Hill Climb — is right on that line of being unbearably long to me, where my lower back starts to hurt and I wish I was anywhere but in between two places.
There was one uplifting element to this journey, though: I had a new
Miata for it, and I’d never driven a Miata before. Actually there were two positives, because the weather in Michigan happened to be sublime throughout this particular weekend. Temperature consistently in the low 70s, sun beaming. If I were in any other car, there’d be almost no point to mention any of that, but these things suddenly become important when you’re sitting in a Miata.
I’ve never been one for power — I don’t have use for it. I also haven’t driven anything with all that much to give, which is how I keep myself from pining over cars I can’t afford. The Miata, I quickly learned, was made for me.
My particular Miata was an RF — Retractable Fastback is what that apparently means. It’s the one that looks a little weird, but in exchange for that weirdness, the roof is mechanically operated and goes up and down with the extended hold of a switch.
That roof is the single most complicated thing about the Miata RF. The rest of it is very nice, very elegant — this was the Grand Touring trim after all, with the light-toned leather seats — but ultimately dead simple. There are no pockets to keep things in the cabin save for a tiny lockable compartment between the seats; the Miata just isn’t big enough for it. I had to be extra careful about where I stashed things in a way I never had to, only driving cars with fixed roofs my whole life.
I don’t love long drives. I tell myself I do because I believe I should. After all, if you enjoy driving, shouldn’t you should have a high stamina for it? A four-hour trip — like the one I recently took to and from Detroit’s Wayne County Airport up to near Traverse City, Michigan for the Empire...
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