I was imagining being back in college. Let's say you are a math major, taking some class that you are really good at. The first half of the semester, you ace every exam. Then, for the second half, the professor starts writing the exams in Authentic Frontier Gibberish. You fail all of them, because you don't understand what the hell the professor is asking for. Then, out of nowhere, the professor writes the final in English. You get an A, but are left with a B- for the semester. Are you happy with that grade, or wishing that you had been put in a better position to succeed all semester?