This is the first verifiable Inbounds world record with Inbounds Under Elevator, a route first performed by @kero26Portal: Portal Placement Never Fail NoSLA in 10:56.685 [WORLD RECORD]SarahSpeedrun2024-05-08 | In this run, I have the ability to toggle the command "sv_portal_placement_never_fail" on, which allows me to shoot portals wherever I want. I still have to abide by Inbounds NoSLA rules, however.Portal: Chamber 19 Inbounds in 12.015SarahSpeedrun2024-05-01 | ...Portal NoSLA in 11:25.920SarahSpeedrun2024-01-22 | ...Portal any% Glitchless in 15:03.375SarahSpeedrun2023-12-12 | ...Portal Inbounds NoSLA in 11:39.555SarahSpeedrun2023-11-08 | Catch me live!
twitch.tv/sarahspeedrunPortal Inbounds NoSLA Back3Back Personal Bests!!SarahSpeedrun2023-10-25 | 0:00 Run 1 11:20 Run 2 22:44 Run 3Portal Chamber 19 Inbounds in 12.285SarahSpeedrun2023-10-24 | ...Portal Beaten 25 Times in a Row [WORLD RECORD]SarahSpeedrun2023-10-24 | ...Portal Any% Inbounds in 8:16.395 [Former World Record]SarahSpeedrun2023-10-17 | ...Portal Escape 02 Inbounds in 31.620SarahSpeedrun2023-08-15 | ...Portal Any% Inbounds in 8:34.02SarahSpeedrun2023-07-27 | you can just skip past that chamber 8Portal Any% in 5:59.535SarahSpeedrun2023-07-11 | Superwarp RNG has held me back from greatness yet again.Portal Chambers 11/12 Inbounds in 26.325SarahSpeedrun2023-07-06 | Easily the best IL I've ever done and idk if I can ever beat this. I audibly gasped when I checked parser to see the time.
I forgot to remove the "superwarp L's" from my oob attempts earlier lmfao.Portal any% Back3Back Personal Bests!!!SarahSpeedrun2023-07-06 | 0:00 run 1
6:56 run 2
13:52 run 3Portal Chamber 15 Glitchless in 30.780SarahSpeedrun2023-07-05 | ...Portal Any% in 6:04.650SarahSpeedrun2023-07-04 | ...Portal Chamber 10 Glitchless in 28.350SarahSpeedrun2023-06-29 | ...Portal Chamber 19 Inbounds in 13.170SarahSpeedrun2023-06-12 | ...Portal Any% in 6:05.100SarahSpeedrun2023-06-07 | The beginning of this run is probably the most embarrassing beginning I've ever had, but I managed to pair it with an almost flawless run after that haha.Portal Chamber 08 Inbounds in 17.445SarahSpeedrun2023-04-29 | ...Portal Inbounds NoSLA Top 4 LIVE ComparisonSarahSpeedrun2023-04-25 | Final times and Socials (drop a follow NOW): Nick: 11:24.915 @sv_airaccelerate
0:00 00/01 1:11 02/03 2:19 04/05 3:19 06/07 4:01 08 4:22 09 4:46 10 5:15 11/12 5:50 13 6:13 14 6:32 15 7:05 16 7:29 17 8:21 18 9:07 19 9:23 e00 9:49 e01 10:24 e02Portal Inbounds in 8:45.135SarahSpeedrun2023-04-01 | ...11/12 Inbounds in 26.535SarahSpeedrun2023-03-12 | ...08 inbounds in 17.460SarahSpeedrun2023-01-18 | ...Portal Glitchless: Top 4 Live ComparisonSarahSpeedrun2022-12-20 | Every runner will begin each segment at the same time to see who can come out on top for each section of the game. This is a comparison of the top 4 runners on speedrun.com. There may be some discrepancies between the visual finish time and the time listed in the following split due to inconsistent video framerates, so to mitigate that, I relied on the sourcesplit timer as it is the most accurate.
The first number for each runner indicates how they did in the previous segment. The fastest runner will be represented with a +0.00 to indicate that they lost 0 time over the others. Every other runner will be based off of the fastest for that individual segment
The second number represents the runners overall pace compared to the person who is currently in the lead.
Lastly, I want to thank @BernhardSR for the format I used for this video. He makes awesome SM64 comparisons that you should totally check out.
Helyon (4th place, 15:03) @helyon3852Portal Any% in 6:09SarahSpeedrun2022-12-03 | 0:00 00/01 1:09 02/03 1:39 04/05 2:14 06/07 2:34 08 2:43 09 3:19 10 3:34 11/12 3:57 13 4:15 14 4:32 15 4:54 16 5:12 17 5:29 18 5:58 19 6:05 e00 6:11 e01 6:17 e02 7:00 Post-GamePortal Inbounds in 8:45SarahSpeedrun2022-11-21 | World Record pace out of 18, definitely within my grasp 0:00 00/01 0:59 02/03 1:59 04/05 2:46 06/07 3:29 08 3:47 09 4:12 10 4:35 11/12 5:04 13 5:26 14 5:47 15 6:14 16 6:41 17 7:13 18 7:46 19 8:11 e00 8:31 e01 8:49 e02 9:32 postgamePortal Inbounds in 8:53SarahSpeedrun2022-11-20 | 0:00 00/01 1:01 02/03 2:07 04/05 2:54 06/07 3:34 08 3:54 09 4:19 10 4:42 11/12 5:11 13 5:34 14 5:53 15 6:31 16 6:58 17 7:32 18 8:07 19 8:20 e00 8:40 e01 9:00 e02Portal Any% in 6:19SarahSpeedrun2022-11-09 | 0:00 00/01 1:13 02/03 1:46 04/05 2:21 06/07 2:44 08 3:04 09 3:28 10 3:44 11/12 4:12 13 4:30 14 4:47 15 5:05 16 5:23 17 5:47 18 6:20 19 6:29 e00 6:34 e01 6:40 e0211/12 Inbounds in 26.910SarahSpeedrun2022-11-09 | ...17 oob in 29.265SarahSpeedrun2022-11-07 | ...08 IL in 17.535SarahSpeedrun2022-11-03 | ...Portal Any% in 6:26SarahSpeedrun2022-10-18 | ...Portal Any% in 6:28SarahSpeedrun2022-09-05 | I’m a total Sonic the Hedgehog fan much like everyone else. I like the newer games, but I don’t mind playing the classics. I don’t think I’ve ever played glitchy or hacked games before, though I don’t think I want to play any after the experience I had…
It started on a nice summer afternoon. I was playing Sonic Unleashed (I liked how you get to explore the towns in it) until I noticed, out of my peripheral vision, that the mailman had arrived and put something in my mailbox as usual and left. I paused my game to go see what I got in the mail. The only thing in the Mailbox was a CD case for computers and a note. I took it inside.
I looked at the note first and realized it was from my dear friend Kyle (let’s just call him that), whom I hadn’t heard from in 2 weeks. I know that because I recognized his handwriting, though what was weird is how it looked; it looked badly written and scratchy and somewhat difficult to read, as if Kyle was having a hard time writing it down and did it in a hurry.
This is what he wrote:
Tom,
I can’t take it anymore, I had to get rid of this thing somehow before it was too late, and I was hoping you’d do it for me. I can’t do it, he’s after me, and if you don’t destroy this CD, he’ll come after you too, he’s too fast for me….
Please Tom, destroy this god-forsaken disc before he comes after you too, it’s too late for me.
Destroy the disc, and you’ll destroy him, but do it quick otherwise he’ll catch you. Don’t even play the game, it’s what he wants, just destroy it.
Please…
Kyle
Well, that was certainly weird. Even though Kyle is my best friend and I haven’t seen him in 2 weeks, I didn’t do what he asked me. I didn’t think that a simple gaming disc would do anything bad to him, after all it’s just a game right? Boy, was I wrong about that…
Anyway, I looked at the disc and it looks like any ordinary computer CD-R disc, except it had black marker on it written “SONIC.EXE”, and it was much unlike Kyle’s handwriting, meaning that he must’ve gotten it from someone else, like a pawn shop or eBay. When I saw “SONIC” on the writing of the CD, I was actually excited and wanted to play it, since I’m a a BIG Sonic fan.
I went up to my room and turned on my computer and put the disc in and installed the game. When the title screen popped up I noticed that it was the first Sonic game, I was like “Awesome!” Because like I said earlier I liked the classics. The first thing I noticed that was out of place was when I pressed start, there’s was a split second when I saw the title image turned into something much different, something that I now consider horrifying, before cutting to black.
I remember what the image looked like in that split second before the game cut to black; The sky had darkened, the title emblem was rusted and ruined, the SEGA 1991 was now instead SEGA 666, and the water had turned red, like blood, except it looked hyper-realistic.
But the freakiest thing that was in that split second frame was Sonic, his eyes were pitch black and bleeding with two glowing red dots staring RIGHT AT ME, and his smile had stretched wider up to the edge of his face. I was rather disturbed about that image when I saw it, though I figured that it was just a glitch and forgot about it. After it cut to black it stayed like that for about 10 seconds or so. And then another weird thing happened, the save file select from Sonic the Hedgehog 3 popped up, and I was like “WTF? What’s this doing in the first Sonic game?”, anyway, then I notice something off, the background was the dark cloudy sky of the Bad Stardust Speedway level from Sonic CD, and there were only three save files. The music was that creepy Caverns of Winter music from Earthbound, only it was extended and seemed to have been in reverse. And the image for the save file where you see a preview of the level you’re on is just red static for all three files.
What freaked me out more was the character select, it showed only Tails, Knuckles and to my surprise, Dr. Robotnik! Now I was sure that something was up, I mean, how can you play as Robotnik in a classic Sonic game, for crying out loud?
That’s when I realized that this wasn’t a glitchy game, it was a hacked game.Portal any% in 6:38SarahSpeedrun2022-08-06 | It’s been 2 weeks since this whole thing started.
It all started with a tanker accident. It was all over the news. Everyone thought it was just another oil spill. There were plenty of volunteers. Plenty of people wanting to help the poor defenseless animals. Plenty of victims. Within hours of the tanker accident, it started happening. The animals had gone crazy, they were scratching and biting the clean up volunteers. They said that it was an adverse effect to whatever was in that tanker.
Rescue workers were still trying to get the crew out of the ship. They could hear screaming inside. Screams to open the doors. But that’s when it all went to hell. As soon as they cut the door out.
There was 6 minutes of broadcast before it went silent. 6 minutes of screaming and agony. The ship crew attacked the rescue workers like rabid baboons. Breaking bones and tearing flesh. The people on the shore weren’t fairing any better. Those that had been attacked by animals were attacking everyone else. It was worse than any war zone report, it was sheer brutality, and yet the broadcast still went on for 6 minutes. 6 minutes and then blank faces. Nobody could explain what was happening. They tried to continue with regular news, the economy, the weather, a cute human interest story, but they couldn’t make us unsee what we saw.
I tried to continue with my regular existence but every time I switched on the news or walked by a news stand it was there. This big mystery. They had some explanations, some kind of infection, brain parasites, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t an infection we were afraid of, it was them.
4 days after the initial report, a state of emergency was raised. And yet we’d all seen this before. Every zombie movie ever. People didn’t know who to trust. People were stockpiling food and weapons. Some tried to flee but it seems every zombie movie was right. They didn’t make it. 3 days later they arrived in my town.
I expected moans, shuffling corpses, dismemberment, but that’s where the movies lied. They ran through the streets, screaming. I remember running to my front door as fast as I could, locking, barricading, doing anything to make sure it would stay shut, and then I headed for the window. I was on the second story and I could see the carnage. They were unstoppable. They were aware.
A group of them made there way through a building across the street. They jumped straight through plate glass windows. Even the shards slicing through them made no difference, they just kept coming. My barricade wasn’t going to hold. I rushed around my flat, grabbing supplies and jamming them into the most secure room of the flat. I went back for one last look across the street, and I wish I hadn’t. In a second story window, my face met one of theirs. They knew where I was. I quickly dashed into the room and locked the door.
I don’t have any kind of panic room, or a secure basement, so the safest place I could think of was my bathroom. No windows, one door with a lock. I had filled my sink and bathtub full of water, So I could stay for a while. So I sat there in the dark room, with the distant screams in my ears.
I began to feel like I may have over-reacted, it had been 2 hours and no sign of them. It actually got quieter and I thought they had moved on. Maybe I could leave the room, get to the kitchen. Grab more food to wait it out. A crash came from the front door. The sound of someone running full force into the door and knocking down the barrier behind it. There was a couple more crashes before I knew they were inside. Rapid footsteps moving around the flat, a couple screams and then a bang on the wall beside me. My eyes were open to their widest, even in the pitch black darkness of the room. Another bang, and another. They knew I was there and they knew I was scared.
This was the zombie nightmare I had been expecting from the start. I had nowhere to run. There was only so much time before they would break in. I sat with my back to the door, hoping my extra weight would make it harder for them to get in. And then it got worse. “why don’t you open the door?”
A voice on the opposite side of the door. No screams or moans, just a quiet, whispery voice. And then more of them.
“we’ve come for you.” “you’ll be happier if you open the door” “it’s not so bad…”
The whispery voices, became a cacophony of noise trying to persuade me, to break me, to fool me. I had heard that the moaning of zombies would drive people insane but this was worse, a siren call. I sat in the darkness and hoped and prayed that they’d get bored. But they don’t get bored and they don’t leave. I managed to use the mirror to peak under the door, only to be greeted by horrible unblinking eyes, blood smeared faces, screams and more horrible whispers. That was two days ago…
I don’t know what to do anymore… maybe it won’t be so bad…Portal Any% in 6:54SarahSpeedrun2022-08-06 | Mary E. was the sysop for a small Chicago-based Bulletin Board System in 1992 when she first encountered smile.jpg and her life changed forever. She and Terence had been married for only five months. Mary was one of an estimated 400 people who saw the image when it was posted as a hyperlink on the BBS, though she is the only one who has spoken openly about the experience. The rest have remained anonymous, or are perhaps dead.
In 2005, when I was only in tenth grade, smile.jpg was first brought to my attention by my burgeoning interest in web-based phenomena; Mary was the most often cited victim of what is sometimes referred to as "Smile.dog", the being smile.jpg is reputed to display. What caught my interest (other than the obvious macabre elements of the cyber-legend and my proclivity toward such things) was the sheer lack of information, usually to the point that people don't believe it even exists other than as a rumor or hoax.
It is unique because, though the entire phenomenon centers on a picture file, that file is nowhere to be found on the internet; certainly many photomanipulated simulacra litter the web, showing up with the most frequency on sites such as the imageboard 4chan, particularly the /x/-focused paranormal subboard. It is suspected these are fakes because they do not have the effect the true smile.jpg is believed to have, namely sudden onset temporal lobe epilepsy and acute anxiety.
This purported reaction in the viewer is one of the reasons the phantom-like smile.jpg is regarded with such disdain, since it is patently absurd, though depending on whom you ask the reluctance to acknowledge smile.jpg's existence might be just as much out of fear as it is out of disbelief.
Neither smile.jpg nor Smile.dog is mentioned anywhere on Wikipedia, though the website features articles on such other, perhaps more scandalous shocksites as ****** (hello.jpg) or 2girls1cup; any attempt to create a page pertaining to smile.jpg is summarily deleted by any of the encyclopedia's many admins.
Encounters with smile.jpg are the stuff of internet legend. Mary E.'s story is not unique; there are unverified rumors of smile.jpg showing up in the early days of Usenet and even one persistent tale that in 2002 a hacker flooded the forums of humor and satire website Something Awful with a deluge of Smile.dog pictures, rendering almost half the forum's users at the time epileptic.
It is also said that in the mid-to-late 90s that smile.jpg circulated on usenet and as an attachment of a chain email with the subject line "SMILE!! GOD LOVES YOU!" Yet despite the huge exposure these stunts would generate, there are very few people who admit to having experienced any of them and no trace of the file or any link has ever been discovered.
Those who claim to have seen smile.jpg often weakly joke that they were far too busy to save a copy of the picture to their hard drive. However, all alleged victims offer the same description of the photo: A dog-like creature (usually described as appearing similar to a Siberian husky), illuminated by the flash of the camera, sits in a dim room, the only background detail that is visible being a human hand extending from the darkness near the left side of the frame. The hand is empty, but is usually described as "beckoning". Of course, most attention is given to the dog (or dog-creature, as some victims are more certain than others about what they claim to have seen). The muzzle of the beast is reputedly split in a wide grin, revealing two rows of very white, very straight, very sharp, very human-looking teeth.
This is, of course, not a description given immediately after viewing the picture, but rather a recollection of the victims, who claim to have seen the picture endlessly repeated in their mind's eye during the time they are, in reality, having epileptic fits. These fits are reported to continue indeterminably, often while the victims sleep, resulting in very vivid and disturbing nightmares. These may be treated with medication, though in someses it is more effective than others.
Mary E., I assumed, was not on effective medication. That was why after my visit to her apartment in 2007 I sent out feelers to several folklore- and urban legend-oriented newsgroups, websites, and mailing lists, hoping to find the name of a supposed victim of smile.jpg who felt more interested in talking about his experiences. For a time nothing happened and at length I forgot completely about my pursuits, since I had begun my freshman year of college and was quite busy. Mary contacted me via email, however, near the beginning of March 2008.Portal inbounds in 8:59SarahSpeedrun2022-08-06 | In June 1972, a woman appeared in Cedar Senai hospital in nothing but a white, blood-covered gown.
Now this, in itself, should not be too surprising as people often have accidents nearby and come to the nearest hospital for medical attention, but there were two things that caused people who saw her to vomit and flee in terror.
The first being that she wasn't exactly human. She resembled something close to a mannequin, but had the dexterity and fluidity of a normal human being. Her face was as flawless as a mannequins, devoid of eyebrows and smeared in make-up.
There was a kitten clamped in her jaws so unnaturally tight that no teeth could be seen, and the blood was still squirting out over her gown and onto the floor. She then pulled it out of her mouth, tossed it aside and collapsed.
From the moment she stepped through the entrance to when she was taken to a hospital room and cleaned up before being prepped for sedation, she was completely calm, expressionless and motionless. The doctors thought it best to restrain her until the authorities could arrive and she did not protest. They were unable to get any kind of response from her and most staff members felt too uncomfortable to look directly at her for more than a few seconds.
But the second the staff tried to sedate her, she fought back with extreme force. Two members of staff had to hold her down as her body rose up on the bed with that same, blank expression.
She turned her emotionless eyes towards the male doctor and did something unusual. She smiled.
As she did, the female doctor screamed and let go out of shock. In the woman's mouth were not human teeth, but long, sharp spikes. Too long for her mouth to close fully without causing any damage…
The male doctor stared back at her for a moment before asking "What in the hell are you?"
She cracked her neck down to her shoulder to observe him, still smiling.
There was a long pause, the security had been alerted and could be heard coming down the hallway.
As he heard them approach, she darted forward, sinking her teeth into the front of his throat, ripping out his jugular and letting him fall to the floor, gasping for air as he choked on his own blood.
She stood up and leaned over him, her face coming dangerously close to his as the life faded from his eyes.
She leaned closer and whispered in his ear.
"I... am... God..."
The doctor's eyes filled with fear as he watched her calmly walk away to greet the security men. His last ever sight would be watching her feast on them one by one.
The female doctor who survived the incident named her "The Expressionless".
There was never a sighting of her again.Portal Inbounds in 9:07SarahSpeedrun2022-07-29 | In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God.
They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed.* Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts.
Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns.
Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study.
After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams.
Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his non-functional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled, “No Heaven, no forgiveness,” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God.
After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually rehydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study.
He whispered, “I have spoken with God, and He has abandoned us,” and his vital signs stopped.
There was no apparent cause of death.Chamber 8 in 1171 ticksSarahSpeedrun2022-07-13 | ...Inbounds in 9:09SarahSpeedrun2022-07-11 | The episode begins with a title card saying "Squidward's Suicide," however, the opening credits are spliced.
The bubble transition plays as normal, and we are given a view of Conch Street from the left side. The screen zooms in on Squidward's house, Squidward was playing his clarinet near his window. Spongebob can be heard laughing merrily outside. Squidward stops playing, walks to the window talking to himself about something, the audio of the tape is corrupted so it's unknown what he is saying. He looks out his window. He yells to Spongebob to knock it off as he has a concert to practice for that night. Spongebob says Okay, and it cuts back to Squidward standing near the window talking to himself. The bubbles pop up, and the ending of the concert can be seen. Squidward is in center frame, and he looks scared.
This is where things start to seem off. As the shot goes to the crowd, everyone starts booing Squidward, but they all have realistic eyes as they boo him. Not real shots of eyes, but more real than even CGI. Even Spongebob was booing, very unlike him. Squidward looks very afraid, he looks at the audience for 2 seconds and then walks off the stage. The scene switches to Squidward sitting on the side of his bed looking depressed. There is absolutely no audio.
After thirty seconds, Squidward covers his face and starts sobbing softly. There is a faint noise in the background, it is the sound of a gale blowing through a forest. Another strange sound is a deep, odd laughter. Soon the screen twists in on itself and goes back to normal. After an undetermined space of time, the screen twitches and blurs and twists and a single frame flashes over the screen. If one were to rewind it, the result is absolutely horrible. It is a real photo of a dead six year old boy, mangled and cut open and all. Squidward is now crying realistic blood. After 20 seconds, the screen twists again, and another frame pops up. This time a six year old girl is shown horribly disfigured and mutilated, and is, like the other kid, on pavement.
Squidward goes silent as does all sound. Squidward uncovers his eyes. They are realistic and bulging. Blood is running down his face. He stares at the viewer for about ten seconds, then starts to cry again. It is earsplittingly loud. The laughter and wind return. Squidward's crying is now mixed with screams. This happens for about a minute and a half or so, and out of nowhere a sequence of five frames flashes over the screen. They depict a short "video" of a hand reaching into another boy's chest around the age of the boy in the first photo, and then holding his eye. The eye even blinks for two the final two frames. At the end of the long, horrifying stare of Squidward, the scene zooms out and Squidward has a shotgun in his hands. He puts the gun to his mouth, and fires. The final five seconds consists of Squidward's lifeless body lying on the bed, His brain exposed, one eye out of his head, blood dripping from all of this, and blood on the wall. The tape then ends abruptly.Portal Inbounds in 9:13SarahSpeedrun2022-07-06 | ...Portal Inbounds in 9:14SarahSpeedrun2022-05-20 | ...Portal Inbounds in 9:22SarahSpeedrun2022-05-13 | First top 10 run in a full playthrough. Very proud of myself.Portal Inbounds in 9:37SarahSpeedrun2022-05-05 | ...Nobody Has Beaten This Faster Than MeSarahSpeedrun2022-04-15 | The 24 minute grind was worth itPortal World Record Comparison (Glitchless)SarahSpeedrun2022-04-01 | There may be some discrepancies in the video as inconsistent framerates in the original videos can lead to some weird results. Glitchless is still a bad category. Also don't mind the music in e01, that's just Dinoz's audio.