- Kills
- 91
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 53
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 83%
- ISK destroyed
- 20.05B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 91
- Losses
- 53
- Danger Ratio
- 91%
- Final Blows
- 14
- Points
- 91
ISK
- Destroyed
- 20.05B
- Lost
- 4.17B
- Balance
- +15.88B
- ISK Efficiency
- 83%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 2
- Solo Ratio
- 2%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 5
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 9%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt2.9M
Damage Ratio · 78%
Damage Taken829.4K
Activity
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Most Valuable
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Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Last 90d
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In-game bio
The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead--
There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year.
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear