It seemed sort of rude to be tossing gnomes around like this, especially when Mo rather thought that spending time testing his theory was a much better use of their time. They could have a control group, and then a group spun only once, and then spun fully, and map back how well they found their individual holes.

Science!

But this was fun too, and Mo was immediately on the look out for a gnome to capture. He'd just toss his two over the fence straightaway and then he could help some of his classmates. Surely there was some sort of prize for the house that caught the most gnomes.

At the first sign of one of those bumpy potato heads, Mo pointed it out and loudly said, "Mine!" Just in case anyone was thinking of stealing it. The creature seemed to know it had been spotted, as it immediately scurried from its hiding place and raced in the opposite direction from Mo. He jumped after it, trying to position himself so that his foot could be used to stop the gnome up.

Instead, he kicked out and connected with the back of the gnome's head, and it went sailing away from him, over a few heads and into the back of someone's legs across the way. Rather than sticking around to get in trouble, Mo ducked his head and began to whistle as he went in search of a NEW gnome. Nothing to see here, folks.