[boothby]

A student once arrived, disheveled and with 20 minutes left, to a midterm. I gave him a stern look and a copy of the exam. While I was grading the exam, I discovered with slight horror that he'd showed up to the first of two classes that I was teaching back to back in the same room -- he was enrolled in the second, and had arrived 30 minutes early. Horror turned to joy as I failed to find a single error on his exam. We had a good laugh as I returned his exam; he was justifiably proud and only slightly embarrassed.

[positr0n]

That happened to me when I was a student. Crammed all night, napped, and slept in.

The adrenaline from rushing to class somehow made me both ace the test and be the first to turn it in.

Funny enough that was my last day attending, I decided I wanted to switch majors and dropped it the next week. I always wondered what the professor thought haha.