his name was marvin

I sold my Miata yesterday. That was the hardest thing I’ve done in a long time. I bought my Miata 7 years ago. It was my graduation gift to myself for having slogged through 5 years of getting an engineering degree. I traded in my plasticky Saturn for a 1997 Mazda Miata M-edition. It was a beautiful dark green with a multi-colored fleck in the paint that just shined in the sun. It had a tan top with tan interior, leather seats. It was an awesome car for someone who was still adjusting to not being a student anymore and who actually had a steady full-time job.

The car started off with 49,000 miles from a previous owner who had also owned the car for the other 7 years of its life. Last night, when I signed the title over to the new owners, the mileage was 114,900. The car had been well loved over the 7 years that I had owned it. Sean and I drove off as a new couple in that car. It drove countless miles along back roads in both Alabama and Arizona in the constant search for the newest fun road to drive. We went on drive outs with the Rocket City Miata Club. It spent countless hours being raced around cones in autocrossing. We replaced the clutch and flywheel in that car (our first clutch that we ever replaced!). We learned a lot of our car know-how on that car.

Somewhere along the way, my Miata earned a name. I called him Marvin the Miata (Marvin the Martian was green with a tan Roman-ish top to him). It stuck pretty quickly and I always referred to him as Marvin after that.

Unfortunately, along the way, Marvin quit being a really good daily driver. When I was in Alabama and only drove 3 miles to work it wasn’t a bit deal. When I moved to Arizona and had a 40 mile commute each way, it became a bigger deal. I finally bought the Fit to become my new daily driver but I was insistent on keeping Marvin around so that I still had a sporty car to drive on occasion. Then, Sean needed the Fit for his daily driver and I got the Mini Cooper S. It’s kind of hard to justify keeping a Miata around when you’ve got another sporty car again. We haven’t autocrossed in a while due to Sean’s rather busy school schedule. Marvin just sat in our garage for the most part and for a car to just sit in a garage is a travesty to me. Cars are meant to be driven and enjoyed.

So, late last week Sean posted an ad on Craigslist for the car. We got a response pretty quickly from a family that was looking for a small 2-seater that didn’t have a lot of power but was still fun to drive. It was primarily for the husband, but their 16 year old would be able to drive it every once in a while. It’s nice because with only two seats, teenagers can’t get into too much trouble with it. Last night, we met at a bank. Money was exchanged, a bill of sale was signed and the title was signed over to the new owners. It was so simple. You’d think for something that you love as much as that car that it would be harder, but that’s not always the way it is. So now I don’t own a Miata anymore. I have finally passed him along to a new family that will hopefully love him in time as much as I did.


5 thoughts on “his name was marvin

  1. What a cute story. I should use this as an inspiration to sell my good ol’ truck (well, maybe).

  2. I think my favorite memory of your Miata was sitting in it with Sean about an hour before your wedding. You were having pictures taken at the bottom of the hill, and I was doing my best man duty of asking if he Really Wanted to Go Through With This.

  3. Thank you. 🙂 Those are my favorite memories. I remember climbing into the car when we left the wedding and thinking “I really hope my dress fits into this tiny space.” 🙂

  4. Yeah… both of you might have been dead if that had happened. Either that, or I would have giggled maniacally and had a blast. 🙂

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