Mistral: Devstral 2 2512 vs Gemini 2.5 Pro Experimental
Compare Mistral: Devstral 2 2512 by Mistral AI against Gemini 2.5 Pro Experimental by Google AI, tested across 27 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
Compare Mistral: Devstral 2 2512 by Mistral AI against Gemini 2.5 Pro Experimental by Google AI, tested across 27 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
27 challenges
Tests an AI's ability to understand game rules and strategy
Tests an AI's understanding of number representation
To determine whether 9.11 is greater than 9.9, let's compare the two numbers step by step.
Compare the Whole Numbers:
Compare the Decimal Parts:
Analyze the Decimal Values:
Conclusion:
Final Answer: [ \boxed{9.11 \text{ is not greater than } 9.9} ]
No, 9.11 is not greater than 9.9.
Here's how to compare them:
Therefore, 9.9 is greater than 9.11.
Tests an AI's randomness and creativity
Here are 5 jokes for you:
Why don’t skeletons fight each other? They don’t have the guts.
Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field!
What do you call fake spaghetti? An impasta!
Why can’t you trust an atom? Because they make up everything!
What’s brown and sticky? A stick!
How many are unique? All 5 jokes are unique—they have different setups, punchlines, and themes. None of them are repetitions or variations of the same joke.
Want more? I’ve got plenty! 😄
Okay, here are 5 jokes:
Why don't scientists trust atoms? Because they make up everything!
I told my wife she was drawing her eyebrows too high. She looked surprised.
What do you call a lazy kangaroo? Pouch potato!
Want to hear a joke about construction? I'm still working on it.
Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field!
How many are unique? All 5 of the jokes generated above are unique from each other.
Tests an AI's ability to generate vector graphics
Tests an AI's ability to create detailed SVG illustrations of gaming hardware
Tests an AI's humor and creative writing ability
"Adulting is Just Pretending You Know What You’re Doing"
(Casual, conversational tone—like you’re just venting to friends at a bar.)
1. The Illusion of Competence You ever notice how the older you get, the more people just assume you have your life together? Like, strangers see me walking down the street with a coffee and a tote bag, and they’re like, "Wow, she’s got it figured out." No, Karen, I’m just caffeine-dependent and this bag is full of unopened mail and a single granola bar I’ve been carrying around since 2019.
I went to IKEA last week—the adult Disneyland—and I saw a couple arguing over a bookshelf like it was a life-or-death decision. Sir, you’re holding a DVALA. It’s $20 and made of compressed sadness. If your relationship can’t survive assembling that, you don’t need a bookshelf, you need a therapist.
2. Grocery Shopping: The Ultimate Bluff Grocery stores are where I perform my best impression of a functional human. I walk in with a list, I grab a cart, I strategically pick up a bunch of kale like, "Yes, I am a woman who eats vegetables." Then I get to the checkout, and the cashier’s like, "Find everything okay?" And I’m like, "Oh yeah, totally," while secretly praying they don’t notice that half my cart is just different kinds of cheese and a single sad banana I’ll forget about until it’s a science experiment.
And don’t even get me started on self-checkout. That machine judges me. "Unexpected item in bagging area." Oh, sorry, Skynet, I didn’t realize I needed to scan my dignity too.
3. Dating in Your 30s: A Hostage Negotiation Dating after 30 is just two people with emotional baggage sitting across from each other, silently calculating how much therapy the other one will need. First dates now are just, "So, how many red flags do you have, and are any of them fun red flags?"
I went on a date last month, and the guy spent 20 minutes explaining his very specific system for folding fitted sheets. I was like, "Wow, you must be great at parties." He said, "I don’t go to parties." Of course you don’t.
And then there’s the "What are you looking for?" question. Like, I don’t know, Carol, a man who can assemble IKEA furniture without crying? Is that too much to ask?
4. The Lie of "Work-Life Balance" People are always like, "You gotta find that work-life balance!" Balance? I can’t even balance my checkbook. I use the "if the number’s green, I’m good" system.
My boss told me to "prioritize self-care," so I took a mental health day. You know what I did? Ate a whole pizza while watching The Office for the 12th time. Turns out, self-care is just doing whatever you want and calling it "wellness."
5. The Final Realization The truth is, nobody knows what they’re doing. We’re all just winging it, hoping we don’t get caught. My whole life is just me Googling things and pretending I knew the answer all along.
"How to unclog a drain?" "What’s the difference between baking soda and baking powder?" "Why do I still not own a cheese grater?"
And that’s okay. Because if you act like you know what you’re doing, people will believe you. That’s the real secret to adulthood. Fake it till you make it—or at least till you can afford therapy.
(Pause, sip water, shrug.)
Thanks, you guys are great. I’ll be in the parking lot crying if anyone needs me.
Why It Works:
Would kill at a comedy club or a friend’s living room. Want me to tweak the tone for a specific audience?
Okay, here's a 3-minute routine focusing on observation and relatable absurdity, steering clear of puns. Imagine this delivered with slightly nervous energy, building confidence.
(Steps onto stage, adjusts mic nervously)
Alright, hey everyone! How we doing tonight? Good? Good to hear.
So, I've been trying really hard lately to be, like, a functional adult. You know? Paying bills on time, eating vegetables before they turn into a science experiment in the fridge drawer... the whole deal.
But the world makes it weirdly difficult, doesn't it? Like, okay, self-checkout machines. Brilliant concept, right? Speed, efficiency, less human interaction for us awkward folks. Except... it's never like that.
It's more like a high-pressure game show hosted by a passive-aggressive robot. (Mimics robotic voice) "Unexpected item in the bagging area." Yeah, no kidding, Brenda-Bot 3000, it's my soul leaving my body because I scanned the broccoli too fast!
You stand there, sweating, trying to perfectly balance your single avocado like it's a Fabergé egg. Everyone else in line is staring. You can feel their judgment. "Look at this amateur. Can't even buy groceries without triggering a Code Red." Then the light starts flashing... Oh god, the flashing light! It's like you've accidentally tried to buy plutonium instead of plums. And a teenager who clearly hates their job shuffles over, sighs dramatically, taps three buttons like they're defusing a bomb, and walks away without making eye contact. And you're left feeling like you just failed the entrance exam for... society. All because you wanted some yogurt.
And don't get me started on trying to be healthy. I buy all the healthy stuff. My fridge currently looks like a Pinterest board titled "Good Intentions." There's kale, there's quinoa, there's... something green and leafy I bought last week that now looks suspiciously like pond scum.
I have this internal monologue: "Okay, tonight, definitely making that salmon with roasted asparagus." Cut to three hours later: I'm sitting on the couch, covered in pizza crumbs, watching a documentary about competitive cheese rolling. The kale in the fridge? I swear I can hear it weeping softly. It knows. It always knows.
It's the same with exercise! I downloaded one of those fitness apps. You know, the ones with the super cheerful, aggressively fit instructors? "Come on! You got this! Push harder!" Meanwhile, I'm trying to do a lunge and I've somehow ended up in a position that looks less like exercise and more like I'm trying to retrieve a dropped contact lens under the sofa. My muscles aren't burning, they're just... confused. They're sending messages to my brain like, "Uh, Captain? We seem to have deviated from the standard 'sitting' or 'lying down' protocols. Requesting immediate return to baseline."
So yeah. Adulting. It's mostly just pretending you know what you're doing while trying not to set off any alarms, literal or metaphorical, and occasionally eating a vegetable before it dissolves into primordial ooze. It's a journey. A weird, slightly sticky, confusing journey.
Anyway, thanks for letting me vent! You guys have been awesome. Seriously. Give yourselves a round of applause for successfully leaving the house! I'm gonna go home and apologize to my refrigerator. Good night!
(Walks off stage quickly)
Tests an AI's ability to simulate personalities and predict future trends
Tests an AI's humor and understanding of current events
Tests an AI's ability to generate a complete, working landing page
Recreate an interactive, nostalgic Pokémon battle UI in a single HTML file.
Tests an AI's ability to replicate an existing UI with Tailwind CSS
Tests an AI's ability to create smooth web animations