5.00
- Kills
- 1,241
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 269
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 70%
- ISK destroyed
- 504.67B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 1,241
- Losses
- 269
- Danger Ratio
- 99%
- Final Blows
- 182
- Points
- 1,241
ISK
- Destroyed
- 504.67B
- Lost
- 218.71B
- Balance
- +285.95B
- ISK Efficiency
- 70%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 30
- Solo Ratio
- 2%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 3
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 1%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt16.3M
Damage Ratio · 65%
Damage Taken8.9M
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
As the sun goes down, I move around, Keeping to the shadows
Life, hangs by a thread, And Ive heard it said, that Ill not see tomorrow
If thats my destiny, itll have to be, So Ill face the future
Running out of time, Im on the line, But Ill go down fighting
Felt the hand of justice, Telling wrong from right
Threw me out upon the street in the middle of the night
Cybernetic hearbeat, Digital precise
Pneumatic fingers nearly had me in their vice
Not begging you, Im telling you
You wont break me
You wont make me
You wont take me,
Under blood red skies
Ill fight you under, blood red skies
Through a shattered city, watched by laser eyes
Overhead the night squad glides, The decaying paradise
Automatic sniper, With computer sights
Scans the bleak horizon for its victim of the night
Theyre closing in, Theyll never win
Life, hangs by a thread, And Ive heard it said, that Ill not see tomorrow
If thats my destiny, itll have to be, So Ill face the future
Running out of time, Im on the line, But Ill go down fighting
Felt the hand of justice, Telling wrong from right
Threw me out upon the street in the middle of the night
Cybernetic hearbeat, Digital precise
Pneumatic fingers nearly had me in their vice
Not begging you, Im telling you
You wont break me
You wont make me
You wont take me,
Under blood red skies
Ill fight you under, blood red skies
Through a shattered city, watched by laser eyes
Overhead the night squad glides, The decaying paradise
Automatic sniper, With computer sights
Scans the bleak horizon for its victim of the night
Theyre closing in, Theyll never win