My first car was a old 1979 Camaro. I remember driving it home and feeling like my butt was only a few inches off the ground. I became very aware of bumps. That was the only car I drove for many years until it died. The next car I got was my mom’s old mini-van. Now I had the exact opposite problem. I felt like I was standing up and had to fight the urge to duck when going under a highway overpass. Parking garages seemed to have only a few inches of headroom.