Quote by Gianni Agnelli

All the technology of our production was still pre-War. They were sort of '38, '39 and the War had been stable and so we were infinitely behind whatever had been going on in the United States for instance.


All the technology of our production was still pre-War. They

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This quote suggests that the technology used in the production process was outdated and not up to par with advancements made in the United States. The mention of pre-War technology indicates that it was significantly older, potentially from the late 1930s, and hadn't seen any major advancements during or after the war. The speaker acknowledges being far behind in terms of technological progress, highlighting the disparity between their own production capabilities and those of the United States.

By Gianni Agnelli
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