My Dad took his test in 1969 in the "school car"; a Renault 8 (I think) which had a notoriously rubbish gear box.
The examiner proudly told him he had one if them and asked my Dad what he thought of it.
My Dad had an Escort 1100 waiting for him at home, which he'd saved to buy. A far better and more accomplished machine. He patiently waited for the examiner to hand over the signed paperwork, then told him how **** the Renault was, with accompanying technical reasons.
