The miata convertible is still sleeping under its blanket, tucked away in my garage. Dear Mr. Highway man hurry up and get the gravel off the roads so I can bring her out! Manny says today might be the day. The sun is shining, but a cold blast of wind in my face is not what I am wishing for! Soon though, I will say hello to her shiny red paint and together we will cruise! Soon baby. Soon!