Mind you, that Dolomite could growl. No fifth gear so a loud growl. 26 to the gallon on a good day. The burgundy ones (e.g. mine) had paint that you could actually stand there and see oxidise before your very eyes. The rusting was legendary. The front pads lasted for less than 4000 miles. The exhaust manifold bolts routinely worked loose and the only way to get at them to tighten was by removing the starter motor, which was itself pretty inaccessible. Wheel bearings were good for less than 10000 miles. Rubber membranes in the the twin carbs that split as soon as you went anywhere near them.. The leaf springs had an incurable loud squeak at all times. The fuel line was prone to myocardial infarction, curable by detaching it at the fuel pump and blowing down it. Aye, they don't make cars like they used to, Bert!

Having said that, I once borrowed an Austin Maestro for fifteen months. Excuse me if I don't go there...