Yes. Cue the Etta James song of the same name and there you have it. Imagine the little boy with his faced pressed up against the showroom window, dreaming of one day, owning his dream car. Oh the places they'd go. Near or far. The wind in his hair and not a care in the world. Sigh.
Well that year was 1989 and I wasn't a little boy but I sure felt like it when I laid my eyes on Mazda's brand new Miata. Oh how I wanted one. To me it was the perfect roadster. The best of British designs and Japanese engineering. Oh how could they make this car and I was not able to buy it? It was always just out of reach. My Holy Grail. But life works in strange ways and suddenly the years of dreaming, wishing and searching paid off. There it was. A silver 2006 GT. Could this be? It was too good to be true. Everything was just what I wanted. Then, what resulted in a couple of weeks of emotional hell I was finally handed the keys to my baby. 19 years of wanting and waiting were finally done. It was finally mine!
I've been a very lucky person in many ways and also had and still have my share of hardships. Still...I don't think I'd change a thing. Zoom-Zoom!
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Well aren't you the bees knees... just don't drive the crap out of it.
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