Compare Gemini 2.0 Flash Thinking by Google AI against Claude Sonnet 4 by Anthropic, in 1 community votes, claude sonnet 4 wins 100% of head-to-head duels, context windows of 500K vs 200K, tested across 9 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
In 1 community votes, Claude Sonnet 4 wins 100% of head-to-head duels. Based on blind community voting from the RIVAL open dataset of 1+ human preference judgments for this pair.
9 challenges
Tests an AI's ability to solve a simple but potentially confusing logic puzzle
Here's how to solve this classic riddle:
Since each brother has 2 sisters, and Sally is a sister in the family, those 2 sisters must include Sally and one other sister.
Therefore, Sally has 2 sisters.
I need to think through this step-by-step.
Given information:
Let me work out how many sisters are in the family total.
If each of Sally's 3 brothers has 2 sisters, and all the brothers are in the same family, then there must be 2 sisters total in the family.
Since Sally is one of those sisters, and there are 2 sisters total, Sally must have 1 sister.
Therefore, Sally has 1 sister.
Tests an AI's understanding of number representation
To determine if 9.11 is greater than 9.9, we need to compare these two decimal numbers.
We can compare them by looking at their place values from left to right.
Both numbers have the same whole number part, which is 9. So, we need to compare the decimal parts.
Let's look at the tenths place:
Since 1 is less than 9, the number 9.11 is less than 9.9.
Alternatively, we can think of 9.9 as 9.90 to have the same number of decimal places as 9.11. Now we compare 9.11 and 9.90.
Comparing the tenths place: 1 (in 9.11) vs 9 (in 9.90). 1 is less than 9. Since the tenths digit of 9.11 is smaller than the tenths digit of 9.90, 9.11 is smaller than 9.90.
Therefore, 9.11 is not greater than 9.9. In fact, 9.11 is less than 9.9.
Answer: No, 9.11 is not greater than 9.9. 9.11 is less than 9.9.
No, 9.11 is not greater than 9.9.
To compare these decimal numbers:
Since both numbers have the same whole number part (9), we compare the decimal parts:
Therefore, 9.9 is greater than 9.11.
Tests an AI's randomness and creativity
Here are 5 jokes:
All 5 jokes are unique. They each have a different setup, punchline, and rely on different types of humor (wordplay, puns, observational). They are not variations of the same joke.
Here are 5 jokes for you:
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.
Why don't eggs tell jokes? They'd crack each other up!
I'm reading a book about anti-gravity. It's impossible to put down!
Why did the scarecrow win an award? He was outstanding in his field!
All 5 jokes are unique - each one has a different setup, punchline, and comedic concept. They cover different types of wordplay: scientific puns (#1, #4), visual humor (#2), food puns (#3), and agricultural wordplay (#5).
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
(Lights up on a slightly rumpled comedian, in jeans and a t-shirt, holding a mic)
Hey everybody, how we doin' tonight? Good? Good. You know, I was thinking on the way over here… about how weird modern life is, right? Like, we live in a time where you can order groceries from your phone, and they magically appear at your door… which is amazing. But then, you also spend like, twenty minutes trying to decide if you really need organic kale chips delivered, or if you can just walk to the corner store. It's a real crisis of modern convenience.
And the delivery drivers, man, they're the unsung heroes of our generation. They navigate traffic, bad weather, and my apartment building's bizarre numbering system – which, by the way, makes absolutely no sense. It's like they designed it to be a spatial reasoning test for pizza guys. I swear, apartment 3B is closer to apartment 7F than it is to 3A. I once watched a delivery guy just stand in the hallway for five minutes, staring at the numbers like they were written in ancient Sumerian. I almost went out there and offered him a compass and a Sherpa.
Speaking of technology… voice assistants, right? Siri, Alexa, Google… they're supposed to make our lives easier. "Hey Siri, set a timer for ten minutes." And she's like, "Okay, playing 'Tenth Symphony' by Beethoven." No, Siri! Timer! T-I-M-E-R! It's like talking to a toddler who's fluent in classical music but has no concept of temporal measurement. And then you try to correct her and she gets all passive-aggressive. "Okay… pauses dramatically… setting a timer… for… whispers …ten minutes." Like she's doing me a huge favor. I just wanted to boil an egg, Siri, not negotiate world peace!
And social media? Don't even get me started. It's all curated perfection, right? Everyone's living their best lives, on vacation in Bali, eating avocado toast artfully arranged on rustic wooden boards. Meanwhile, I'm at home, in my pajamas, eating cereal straight out of the box, and my highlight of the day was finally finding matching socks. And then you feel bad about yourself, because your Tuesday doesn't look like someone else's Instagram highlight reel. It's like we're all competing in a silent, global pageant of manufactured happiness. And the prize is… more followers? I don't know. It's weird.
But hey, at least we can laugh about it, right? Because if we don't laugh at the absurdity of modern life, we'll probably just cry into our organic kale chips… which, by the way, are probably getting delivered right now. So, thanks for listening, you've been great! Try to find apartment 3B on your way out! Goodnight!
(Lights fade as the comedian exits)
walks on stage, adjusts mic
So I'm 30 now, which means I'm officially an adult. Apparently. Though I still feel like I'm just a confused teenager wearing a slightly more expensive t-shirt.
You know what nobody tells you about being an adult? How much time you spend pretending to understand what other adults are talking about. I was at a dinner party last week – because that's what we do now, we have "dinner parties" instead of just "eating pizza on the couch" – and someone started talking about mortgage rates.
I just nodded along like, "Oh yes, rates. Very mortgage-y." Meanwhile, I'm thinking a mortgage is something you get at a fancy French restaurant.
mimics sophisticated nodding
"Mmm, yes, I'll have the mortgage, medium rare."
And don't get me started on small talk with neighbors. I live in an apartment building, and there's this unspoken rule that you have to acknowledge each other in the hallway. But what do you say?
"Hey, nice... existing near me."
"Thanks, you too. Love what you've done with your... door."
The worst is when you're both waiting for the elevator in complete silence. It's like a hostage situation, but with more awkward eye contact. You're both just standing there, praying the elevator comes before one of you has to comment on the weather.
stares ahead uncomfortably
"So... it's very... outside today."
I tried being one of those people who meal preps. You know these people? They spend their entire Sunday cooking seventeen identical containers of sad-looking chicken and broccoli. I bought all the containers, felt very organized, very adult-like.
Week one: Perfect little meals, properly labeled. I felt like a productivity guru.
Week two: I'm eating cereal for dinner and using the containers to store my collection of takeout sauce packets.
holds up imaginary container
"Ah yes, vintage soy sauce, 2023. A good week for Chinese delivery."
Speaking of food, grocery shopping as an adult is weird. When you're a kid, the grocery store is magical. Everything looks amazing. You want the cookies, the candy, the sugar cereal with the cartoon mascot.
Now I walk through the store like a tired parent, even though I don't have kids. I'm just disappointed in all my options.
walks slowly, shaking head
"This yogurt has too much sugar. These crackers have no fiber. Why is everything either terrible for you or tastes like cardboard had a baby with sadness?"
And I've started doing this thing where I read nutrition labels like I understand them. I don't. I just nod thoughtfully and put things back like I'm some kind of wellness expert.
"Hmm, seventeen grams of... things. That seems like too many things."
The real kicker is when you find yourself getting excited about household appliances. Last month, I spent twenty minutes explaining to my friend why I love my new vacuum cleaner. TWENTY MINUTES. About a vacuum.
"It has three different settings! And look at this attachment! This little brush thing goes in corners!"
My friend just stared at me like I'd been replaced by a suburban mom from 1987.
But you know what? I've decided to embrace it. Yes, I get excited about good storage solutions. Yes, I have opinions about thread count. Yes, I've used the phrase "back in my day" unironically, and I'm only thirty.
shrugs confidently
Because being an adult isn't about having it all figured out. It's about confidently pretending you know what you're doing while secretly googling "how to fold a fitted sheet" for the hundredth time.
And if that's not the American dream, I don't know what is.
pause
Also, if anyone actually knows how to fold a fitted sheet, please find me after the show. I'll pay you.
mic drop gesture
Thank you, you've been a wonderful audience! Don't forget to tip your servers and call your parents – they're worried about you!
Total time: approximately 3 minutes when delivered at normal comedy pace
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Tests an AI's ability to create a detailed world map in SVG format
