I was blessed with two lovely examiners, both failed me. I understand why I failed with the first, not so much with the second.
Then, on my third attempt, I got a decievingly nice examiner who turned out to be a bit of prat less than fifteen minutes in. I remember I was waiting for a place to go at a mini roundabout. Fair enough, I missed a pretty good opening but I would've rather received a minor for hesitation than risk a collision for rushing. So I stayed put for maybe 8-10 more seconds. Suddenly, my examiner is yelling "well look!! You just missed a perfectly good opening, get going will you!!??"
I was pretty shook. Then less than ten seconds later, because I was so distracted by how he'd spoken to me, I tried to fit through an apparently "too small" gap (despite traffic in front of me fitting through perfectly fine) and he screamed at me to hit the brakes. Thought I was done for. Examiner kept heaving these huge, over-exaggerated sighs throughout the rest of drive and I wanted to open the door and kick him out of the car.
He made a lot of sarcastic remarks, like when he asked me to pull over and then rejoin traffic. I hadn't even taken that long, but at one point, he went "Hell, any day now." Didn't know examiners existed like that.
Who would've known, he passed me.