- Kills
- 48
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 47
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 83%
- ISK destroyed
- 5.52B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 48
- Losses
- 47
- Danger Ratio
- 94%
- Final Blows
- 4
- Points
- 48
ISK
- Destroyed
- 5.52B
- Lost
- 1.16B
- Balance
- +4.37B
- ISK Efficiency
- 83%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 3
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 6%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt48.3K
Damage Ratio · 18%
Damage Taken218.2K
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
Yound Dead Men - The Black Angels.
Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go.
Head for the hills pick up steel on your way.
And when you find a piece of them in your site,
fire at will, dont you waste no time.
Another thought of the unaware,
addiction in disguise.
With a drop of blood,
you will take them out, for me.
Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go.
Fire for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim.
Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow.
Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow.
And outta black a figure forms a soldier in the sky.
With a drop of love,trying to set you free.
Run for the hills, pick up your feet and lets go.
We did our jobs, pick up speed now lets move.
The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes.
And we can't live if we're too afriad to die&l
Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go.
Head for the hills pick up steel on your way.
And when you find a piece of them in your site,
fire at will, dont you waste no time.
Another thought of the unaware,
addiction in disguise.
With a drop of blood,
you will take them out, for me.
Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go.
Fire for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim.
Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow.
Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow.
And outta black a figure forms a soldier in the sky.
With a drop of love,trying to set you free.
Run for the hills, pick up your feet and lets go.
We did our jobs, pick up speed now lets move.
The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes.
And we can't live if we're too afriad to die&l