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I never tried to sleep in the Miata. In fact, I seldom slept in a car in the U.S.
I usually free-camped or stayed in primitive campgrounds when I was traveling (occasionally motels). Or dragged a trailer with me for longer trips when my vehicle had enough grunt to tow 2,000 pounds.
My all-time favorite car was probably the Porsche 356. It had the normal engine and was slow getting going, but a real thrill on the curves. And the sound of the air-cooled flat four thrashing just behind my head was intoxicating. And hand-washing those smooth curves was an erotic experience (when I didn't have a date for Saturday night- I washed my car ).
Rags- I see the problem: your '54 was a roadster; my '54 was a convertible. The main differences being the roll-up windows of mine, and the lump of the convertible top when it was folded back.
Yours was cooler, but I was married at the time, and having roll-up windows made a difference with the fairer sex.