I stopped in at the local DQ for a cone one hot summer night paying more
attention to my temp gauge than the cars in the lot. As I got in the long
line I had time to notice all the cars in the lot where Miatas and everybody
was looking at me with kind of a funny look to see what my reaction would
be. The place went real quiet and I said "hey guys, I kind of feel like
Custer at the Little Big Horn", that broke the tension and we all had a good
laugh. The place went real quiet again when I said "do you all know the big
difference between my car and yours?" A slight pause for effect and I told
them "for every hour I drive mine, I work on it two." Some knowing nods and
we all swapped stories for a while then back to our drives, some new friends
made for sure.
On the other hand when I took the bug-I to the local Mazda dealer to
look at the new Miatas, figuring they would know I was a sports car guy and
let me drive one. The salesman was on me before I could get out of the car,
telling about everything that was better about the Miata than my bug-I,
which turned out to be EVERYTHING. As I got back in my car, I told him
there was one thing my car did better. He gave that no way look and asked
what did I possibility think it could do the Miata couldn't. Quietly I said
"every year my car goes up in value not down", and drove off at a high rate
of speed.
Crash
>I would like to see the Bugeye buckets on a Miata. Might give it some
> authenticty - the again it wouldn't.
Then again, the Miata needs NOTHING to lend it authenticity. Sorry folks,
but the mere detail of not breaking down as often as an LBC does not
actually detract from the car. Trish has a 1990 Miata and we are members in
good standing of the local Miata club. In fact, we are also the newsletter
editors for them this 2-year shift. They have nothing to apologize for and
they are a fun car to drive whether you are cruising the highway or hitting
the twisties. If you can't recognize the same signs of illogical car love in
them that I see in Spridgeters, you are blinder than I thought. And they are
actually willing to award their "Driver of the Year" trophy to a guy driving
a Midget... I'd like to see a Heavey Healey club do that!
David Lieb
1972 Midget
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