3.90
- Kills
- 5,387
- +17 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 418
- +2 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 98%
- ISK destroyed
- 3.74T
- +3.36B in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Medium
- 0.2 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 5,387
- Losses
- 418
- Danger Ratio
- 98%
- Final Blows
- 759
- Points
- 4,963
ISK
- Destroyed
- 3.74T
- Lost
- 71.51B
- Balance
- +3.67T
- ISK Efficiency
- 98%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 256
- Solo Ratio
- 5%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 10
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 2%
- Activity
- Medium
Damage Dealt23.2M
Damage Ratio · 80%
Damage Taken5.9M
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
No one is perfect, but being Australian is close enough.
[02:14:40] lilpday > everytime i see you in local its sex sex sex....
[03:47:06] Etienne Lbaes > Scoty, if i was a girl and i was gay, i'd sleep with you.
[22:13:18] Geis Kahn scotty is god don't talk to him unless your praying
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Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.
[02:14:40] lilpday > everytime i see you in local its sex sex sex....
[03:47:06] Etienne Lbaes > Scoty, if i was a girl and i was gay, i'd sleep with you.
[22:13:18] Geis Kahn scotty is god don't talk to him unless your praying
fukung.net/v/8660/ef70aeecaec503d9a5fc3e29472ed6dc.jpg
http://i0.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/000/299/622/81b.gif
Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.