Put the top down. Feel the wind blast your kidneys. Round the curve, pull the shifter down a gear, tilt your head back, and squeeze on the throttle. The roar’s crescendo battles with the mountainside, reflecting back to your ears to mingle with the smell of roasting tires and spent fuel.
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Yer breakin' my heart by rerunning this article. Flyin' Miata is no longer doing turn-key transplants. They'll sell you the parts, but won't turn the wrenches.
Sorry but will never be a ''modern''Tiger....just a motor transplant like so many cars today.
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