The First Rule of Miata Club is To Never Stop Talking About Your Miata

 

Within Miata Club, we have rules that we as a community hold sacred.  

The first rule of Miata Club is to always talk about how much you love your Miata and how you know a guy who's uncle-cousin traded their Porsche 911 SPD Emergency RS3 for one. And about how you dropped only $10k for your 100K mile, NB Miata, and all it needs is a new coat paint, soft top, flywheel, clutch, and oil pan. What a steal!

The second rule is to always Do The Thing when gassing up: stretch the fueling hose over the car because you can.

Finally, the third rule is to always engage with other Miata drivers. You can wave at them in traffic*, pop the headlamps, park next to them in lots, and this part is important: have an awkwardly short conversation as you walk in lock step into the same store after you already said goodbye, and one of you opens the door for the other like you're at prom except you're not and this is a Whataburger.

 

*So long as it's a normal wave and not that inappropriate two-finger wave those Jeep People do with their ducks. 

To stray from these rules is to reject Miatadom in totality, and to accept banishment from the community and other cosmic consequences too arcane to name. You ever notice that every hour in the Miata subreddit someone posts a picture of their wrecked car? Well, now you know why. 

Here's a few of the Miata Friends I've come across on my travels. Each one a smiling soul, a vessel of joy streaking across highways and blacktops with a grin stretched across its face. 

The owner of this lovely blue NC Miata reached out to me in the Miata subreddit later. It's a small world. 
Check the fuzzy dice hanging from the rear-view mirror. Nice.

 

This was snapped after I officially broke up with my bank after they turned off my card and left me stranded on a mountain in Los Angeles. Thankfully, I survived, and I got this neat photo of a black NC Miata with the power retractable hard top.

As I took this photo, the owner of the ND Miata Sport, seen on the left, returned and awkward contorted himself like a cobra to get back in his car because some asshole parked too closely. His seething, unyielding eye contact haunts me to this day.

The grey car seen here is, probably, a 2018 Fiat 124 Spider Classica. Fiat and Mazda hooked up for a few years and produced, what many call, uh, something. We'll talk more about that in another post. 

 

 This is one of my favorite photos as it shows how despite the ND Miata, on the left, being physically taller, faster, safer, and higher performing, it's no more longer than the original NA Miata. You can also see how the original's cuteness just cannot be beaten, and still the familial lineage is clear.

Drive safe, everyone, and wave often.