I haven't had many sports cars over the years, having mostly been enamored with cheap old Cadillacs growing up. Once I realized you should <span style="font-style: italic">never </span>buy a car you can't push, (or bump-start,) my life got easier.
I've had a Fiat Spider, which was beautiful, and a nice cruiser. The twin-cam was a revelation, despite the heavy block and less than stellar acceleration.
Then I got an Alfa GTV6. Fell in <span style="font-style: italic">love</span>. I never knew a car could do the things it did. Should never, <span style="font-style: italic">ever </span>have sold it. (To an old friend for twice what I bought it for...he promptly got it t-boned going through an intersection.)
My <span style="font-style: italic">intention </span>was to buy another Alfa after that, and to continue to buy Alfas until I was too feeble to drive, (and then I would park them in the living room and look at them.) Unfortunately, prices had gone up to the point where it didn't look like I could afford one. So I started looking around at other options, and my wife said "What about an MG?"
Small, cheap, convertible, close by. Why not? Never had one.
It was odd, this little Midget. It was like squeezing into a go-kart with the wheel in your chest, especially compared to the arms-out Italian wheels, but once settled in, it felt "right." The proportions worked, somehow. It was tired, and the carb was shot, but I was surprised how quickly I could get it sorted out. Everything was 'right there,' and it made sense. Not <span style="font-style: italic">Italian </span>sense: good old straightforward British sense.
It is slow. Oh, so slow. It must be; I'm being passed by everything, even though it feels like I'm speeding... The speedo is reading <span style="font-style: italic">ridiculously </span>low numbers, forget about the Interstate. But this can't be right; why am I having this much fun at 35mph? The Alfa blew past 35 in second gear, never even noticed it was there. 35 feels like 50; 45 feels like 70; 55 feels like Formula 1. And the twisties...wheee!
Yep...I'm in love again. I use the Midget for everything, drive it everywhere. Every other car is stupid: overweight, ponderous, numb, insulated, now. This car is perfect. It's not small, it's just right. Everything else is too <span style="font-style: italic">big</span>.