Mazda recommends premium fuel. Despite some right-foot exercises and plenty of top-down jaunts with the air conditioning cranked (mid-level vents improve the Miata's open-air weather-beating HVAC), fuel economy was good: about 28 mpg (computer said 27.8). EPA numbers: 21 mpg city, 28 highway.
Doors open wide with lots slide-in space. If you go Miata during a mid-life crisis, your stiff back and stiff knees won't hinder where you put your hinder. As mentioned earlier, limited seat travel, a steering wheel that doesn't telescope and the modest space for your legs aside the transmission's hump could prove a deal breaker. I've known some who've traded in their MX-5s when fun no longer trumps practicality.
Nonetheless, a vehicle with this much sporting flavor nearly earns its keep; it offers more of a driving ode to what old-timers called the true sports car than nearly any other atthis price. Think of it as an emotional rescue from humdrum bothers. It outpaces a JetBlue public-address system and an emergency slide.