- Kills
- 26
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 12
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 71%
- ISK destroyed
- 8.79B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 26
- Losses
- 12
- Danger Ratio
- 92%
- Final Blows
- 7
- Points
- 26
ISK
- Destroyed
- 8.79B
- Lost
- 3.53B
- Balance
- +5.25B
- ISK Efficiency
- 71%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 5
- Solo Ratio
- 19%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 1
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 8%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt1.6M
Damage Ratio · 93%
Damage Taken119.4K
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
The lunatic is on the grass.
The missile is up my ass.
Remembering games and corps and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the corp.
The lunatics are in my ship.
The paper holds the wanted faces on the door
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the alliance breaks many years too soon
And if there is no room within the POS
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my clone.
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the corp you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The missile is up my ass.
Remembering games and corps and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the corp.
The lunatics are in my ship.
The paper holds the wanted faces on the door
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the alliance breaks many years too soon
And if there is no room within the POS
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my clone.
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the corp you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon