- Kills
- 1
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 5
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 0%
- ISK destroyed
- 140K
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 1
- Losses
- 5
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 1
- Points
- 1
ISK
- Destroyed
- 140K
- Lost
- 2.08B
- Balance
- -2.08B
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 1
- Solo Ratio
- 100%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt290
Damage Ratio · 1%
Damage Taken31.6K
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
society wants me to fuck, well fuck ‘m
car seat is a genetic stop sign
i sleep lying next to a mirror
car seat is a menace to the public
love is a way of advancing our species
love is because we want to keep up our species
God is a director he's just found out about us
he's talked to our agents but he don't know much about us
when I die I won't become a ghost
because I'll have nowhere to haunt
fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands
when you're strange then if they like you then they gotta be stranger
but they're just strangers
car seat's nervous and the lights are bright
when I was a kid I fell in love with Michael Stipe
I took lyrics out of context and thought "he must be speaking to me"
I won't last too much longer
I'm already starting to run out of places for faces in my head
they're all starting to look the same
car seat is a genetic stop sign
i sleep lying next to a mirror
car seat is a menace to the public
love is a way of advancing our species
love is because we want to keep up our species
God is a director he's just found out about us
he's talked to our agents but he don't know much about us
when I die I won't become a ghost
because I'll have nowhere to haunt
fuck this town and fuck my dirty hands
when you're strange then if they like you then they gotta be stranger
but they're just strangers
car seat's nervous and the lights are bright
when I was a kid I fell in love with Michael Stipe
I took lyrics out of context and thought "he must be speaking to me"
I won't last too much longer
I'm already starting to run out of places for faces in my head
they're all starting to look the same