Breathe, Breathe, Miguel told himself. The room was spacious, but he felt as if the walls were closing in on him, trapping him, preventing him from breathing normally. He was sure the other contestants felt the same way, but it did nothing to ease his anxious mind. Dr.Pye, the host of the largest math competition in the world, uttered the last question, one so long and complex that only a select few could understand. Use what you know to figure out what you don’t know, his old math teacher always told him. Bit by strenuous bit, he deciphered the seemingly nonsensical math paragraph. Miguel tentatively pressed the buzzer. "is the answer 2 pi squared? For a moment Dr.Pye, stared, glancing back and forth between his answer key and Miguel’s expectant face. "Son, He said, You have just answered a question in less than 3 minutes that took a Harvard math professor 10 minutes. You have set a world record to win this competiton by a landslide.