- Kills
- 882
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 309
- +2 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 90%
- ISK destroyed
- 903.24B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 882
- Losses
- 309
- Danger Ratio
- 92%
- Final Blows
- 120
- Points
- 849
ISK
- Destroyed
- 903.24B
- Lost
- 105.67B
- Balance
- +797.57B
- ISK Efficiency
- 90%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 46
- Solo Ratio
- 5%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 26
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 8%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt37.9M
Damage Ratio · 88%
Damage Taken5.0M
Activity
What they fly, where they fight, latest kills and losses
Most Valuable
The priciest kills in the window
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Last 90d
Killed
Killed By
Hulls LostLosses broken down by hull class.
In-game bio
RIP Charley Kirk you message was true may we meet in better times
Remember us." As simple an order as a king can give. "Remember why we died." For he did not wish tribute, nor song, nor monuments nor poems of war and valor. His wish was simple. "Remember us," he said to me. That was his hope, should any free soul come across that place, in all the countless centuries yet to be. May all our voices whisper to you from the ageless stones, "Go tell the Spartans, passerby, that here by Spartan law, we lie.
Come back with your shield, or on it.
Any man with a collection like this is a man who's never set foot on a battlefield. To him a minié ball from Shiloh is just an artifact. But to a combat vet, it's a hunk of metal that caused some poor bastard a world of pain.
"Here I abandoned peace and desecrated law; fortune it is you I follow. Farewell to treaties. From now on war is our judge!" Hail Caesar! We who are about to die salute you!
Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering," emphasizes the negative consequences of fear and how it can lead individuals down a destructive path
The Ode
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest We Forget
Remember us." As simple an order as a king can give. "Remember why we died." For he did not wish tribute, nor song, nor monuments nor poems of war and valor. His wish was simple. "Remember us," he said to me. That was his hope, should any free soul come across that place, in all the countless centuries yet to be. May all our voices whisper to you from the ageless stones, "Go tell the Spartans, passerby, that here by Spartan law, we lie.
Come back with your shield, or on it.
Any man with a collection like this is a man who's never set foot on a battlefield. To him a minié ball from Shiloh is just an artifact. But to a combat vet, it's a hunk of metal that caused some poor bastard a world of pain.
"Here I abandoned peace and desecrated law; fortune it is you I follow. Farewell to treaties. From now on war is our judge!" Hail Caesar! We who are about to die salute you!
Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering," emphasizes the negative consequences of fear and how it can lead individuals down a destructive path
The Ode
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
Lest We Forget