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I’ve tested three-second Ferraris, elegant Astons and lavish Mercedes that I’m certain would’ve fed me grapes had I found the right button.
But none of these do I miss more than my press loaner Miata. Piloting this shoe-sized roadster is so euphoric, so intoxicating, that the DEA should’ve classified it as a Schedule I substance. The driving experience alone is so good that the Miata didn’t have to be the world’s most reliable sports car and cost less than a loaded Corolla. But it is. And it does.
Never driven one? Imagine riding a roller coaster while playing with puppies.
– Chris Butsch, Contributor