I have not yet sold my Miata. Bills are piling up. I need to sell the car. So I got serious last night and posted it on Autotrader. It was easy. It’s not the first car I’ve posted there, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. It didn’t bother me in the least. But then I drove the car to work today.
Letting go of my Miata is harder than it should be. It’s just a car. I tell myself that often. Then I go for a spin along the lake and I remember why I bought it in the first place. You don’t drive a Miata, you point it. You look out over the long hood and see the car rotate around an invisible axis as you turn the steering wheel. It’s hypnotic. An ess curve becomes something to lust after. Sometimes I can hardly believe how fun it is just to drive the car. I am not lying when I say that, at this moment, I can think of few things that I enjoy more. Driving the car simply makes me feel good.
Unfortunately, the fact is that I can no longer afford the car. Yes, the car is paid off. But my financial situation is such that a sixty dollar per month insurance payment simply isn’t possible. And my Accord, as it turns out, needs many hundreds of dollars of work which I cannot currently afford. So the Miata simply must go.
I am going to miss my Miata. Yes, losing it pales in comparison to some of the other things I’m losing right now. But it’s not an insignificant loss. My hope is that whoever buys the car will take it for long drives along the lake. That they’ll look forward to every curve. And that they’ll grin every minute they’re behind the wheel.