My exam is written and printed out, and awaiting one last read-through when I am fresh in the morning.
I can't say that I have any feelings about it. I have no idea whether I've passed this time.
In real life, if you turn in a paper that's totally off the wall, most professors will contact you and suggest a conversation to straighten things out and then a rewrite.
In one of my seminary classes, we had two papers, worth 25% and 75% of the grade. My first one apparently revealed complete cluelessness. The professor decided not to grade it, and that my entire grade would rest on the final. Thankfully, I pulled that one off.
I have friends who have erroneously printed off early drafts and turned them in as finals, and been able to rectify the situation.
But on these exams, graded anonymously somewhere out there in Presby-land, no such breaks exist.
This exam was, in my estimation, quite difficult. In real life, presented with similar challenges of translation and interpretation, you would seek a little help from your friends. For the exam - no discussion, no debate, no collegial engagement. Not at all the real life the testers seek to emulate.
Oh well. Four days of my life and quite a bit of money. I passed or I didn't.