Many years ago, well before marriage and adulthood settled in, I had a 1994 Miata that was violently taken away from me when a fellow failed to stop and creamed me as I crossed an intersection. Fast forward several years, and I felt the yearning for another one. After searching for several months, I came across a California-Arizona raised 1995 Miata that had made its way to the Midwest. The 1st generation (NA) Miata’s are prone to some nasty rust…