Why do people buy and drive certain cars? Especially if the car doesn’t fit them. I don’t mean fit their personality, but literally fit them. The red car was not especially small, but it was the entry level model. The driver was a large man, looking uncomfortable driving down the highway. He hunched forward with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. But he looked determined. Moments later, another big man in a small car passed me. His posture was the same. I sensed they were headed to the same destination.