In 1967, I bought a totally stock 1959 Bugeye from my cousin. It didn't have the rag top, but came with a hardtop. The h/t wasn't a factory one, but for all intents and purposes it was identical. I drove the car through the summer, the sun over my shoulder and the wind blowing though my hair. It defined the Bugeye experience. And when fall came to Massachusetts, I installed the hardtop. More weight and noise. The car went from slow to barely able to get out of its way. Then the **** snow came. I had to carry a can of deicer in my pocket in order to free the ice away from the sliding plexiglass windows so I could get back in the **** thing at the end of the day. I couldn't wait for spring to come so I could toss the h/t into the corner. So if you're going to drive your Bugeye at Sebring, it's going to give you a few more mph at top end. Otherwise, it's going to make your life miserable. Hot, cramped with no sunshine in your hair and wind blowing over your shoulder. The antihesis of the Bugeye experience. I, too, love the way they look, but it's like putting a ball and chain on your car,