Background
The multi-generational Mazda MX-5 might just be the perfect classic car, melding as it does a perfectly balanced rear-wheel-drive chassis, rev-happy bulletproof engine, rifle-bolt gear change, inspired handling, and the most user-friendly soft-top of any car, no matter what the price.
That it boasts only modest power is to misunderstand its purpose: this is a stripped-to-the-bones roadster with enough comfort for it to be a commuter car during the week yet enough performance to make it a track day hero at the weekend. An MX-5 should be cheap to run too: 30+mpg is easily attainable and the cost of the annual service can usually be met using the change you find down the back of the sofa.
Because Mazda dispelled the notion that owning a convertible sportscar had to be a Sisyphean trial: the MX-5 more fun than Kylie at a foam party while still managing to be as reliable as the Bank of England. A good one won’t leave you stranded at the side of the road in a cloud of steam, heartbroken and a hostage to the fortunes of Lucas, the Prince of Darkness.
If the VW Beetle, the original Mini and the Citroen 2CV brought transport to those that might not otherwise have been able to afford it, the Mazda MX-5 brought the sportscar to those who might not have otherwise bothered.







