A lot different from 1973 in Wagga NSW.
Ride to the local Police Station, the copper walks out, says "you're still alive, you can ride"
Then tells you to ride around the block whilst he's inside doing the paperwork.
I got my bike licence (restricted to 250 cc) in Cooktown Qld, I went to the police station and was told the sergeant that did the testing had knocked off and was at the pub having a meal, went up there and spoke to him about it and he got the barmaid to grab a six-pack from the fridge, he told me to take it around the block (about a kilometer), when i got back he opened one, he told me "If its a boy (foams up over the neck) you fail." i passed lol.
Then when i went for my pen licence in Cairns i got into an arguement with the tester, he said you should ride in the middle of the lane, i replied "So i should ride where cars and trucks dump all the oil and not in the tire tracks where the oil is scrubbed off the road?" i passed.
Its a great feeling when you pass the tests, and it doesnt get any less over the years when you get on that bike.
Cheers
Troppo