on my test
the examiner was rather a large bloke and sat in the passenger seat with his legs quite fat apart in order for his gut to fit comfortably into my instructors corsa (shite car but i can see why driving instructors use them, go over 50mph and it will start to shake and you feel absolutely every small bump which causes the learner to crap them selves and slow down causing the instuctor not to fear dying in a huge fire ball im sure)

anyway the knock on effect of this was that every time i changed gear my hand brushed up against his leg, my instuctor couldnt figure out why he kept looking at me all the time. must have thought i was coming onto him

still he gave me a pass and thankfully didnt try and slip me his phone number or anything else
( Reme Philips laid an epic dump on, Wed 28 Apr 2010, 22:33, Reply)