Not the Renault I Remember

When I was quite young, my father drove a 'silver' (more like faded gray) Renault LeCar that had rusted so badly from the salt used to melt snow from the streets in Wisconsin.  He'd always be out in the garage, sanding, filling in the rusty patches, and buffing out the color of the panels.  This much newer Renault looks nothing at all like my memory of a Renault.