The thing is, though—the MX-5 is for everybody. That’s why it revitalized a dead sports car segment in the 90s and is still such a living legend today. Every MX-5 I’ve driven has made most other cars feel like more for the sake of more. Was the MR-2 Spyder a more visceral, sharper, and faster car than both the NB and NC? Yeah, sure. But it was incredibly compromised to get it—basically no trunk space, mid-engine handling is scary for the uninitiated (you and I have no problem with it, surely, but there are still people who take car advice from Ralph Nader), and it was, at best, charmingly ugly. It died and the MX-5 survived because it’s got so much cross-demographic appeal. I could write poetry about the MX-5, really.