Looking better than I do in this photo taken yesterday at Mission Bay in San Diego, my 1991 Mazda Miata is celebrating its 27th birthday in its birth-month of October.

Yes, according to the VIN sticker, it rolled off the assembly line in Hiroshima, Japan, in October 1990 as a 1991 model (I don’t know the exact day). I’m not sure when it reached these shores, but the story I heard from the salesman at El Cajon Mazda was that it had been sitting unsold at a dealer in Hemet for several months. I was looking for a Mariner Blue, A package, and a few days later, it arrived. It’s been mine since July 1, 1991.

I’ve been driving it ever since, nearly 194,000 miles. It was my daily drive up until I got the MINI Countryman in February 2013. By the way, at 27, the Antique Automobile Club of America considers this a classic (but of course the club is pretty much restricted to American cars). And it is.

It’s now semi-retired, spending much of its time covered up in the garage. But it’s still a blast to drive, the best-selling two-seat sports car in history and the best sports car ever made.


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