Hmmmm, funny how something like this will trigger a fond memory or three. My mother started driving later in life, around age 44. That was about a year before I started. Her first car was a brand new, base model, white, '61 Falcon. Only options were auto trans and radio. I cut my driving teeth on that puppy. Oh the things we did in (and to) that car!
As for the folks of Flora..........yeah, probably some "tests" were done.....reminds of the adage; "Nothing performs like a rental."