- Kills
- 28
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 32
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 97%
- ISK destroyed
- 138.97B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 28
- Losses
- 32
- Danger Ratio
- 97%
- Final Blows
- 5
- Points
- 28
ISK
- Destroyed
- 138.97B
- Lost
- 4.76B
- Balance
- +134.21B
- ISK Efficiency
- 97%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 2
- Solo Ratio
- 7%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 1
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 3%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt314.3K
Damage Ratio · 69%
Damage Taken141.4K
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
He was just a rookie pilot and he surely shook with fright,
He checked off his equipment and made sure his fit was right;
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar,
"You ain't gonna fly no more!"
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
he ain't gonna fly no more!
"Is everybody happy?" cried the FC on the comms,
Our Hero meekly answered "Yes," before his warp was gone;
He dropped into the icy black, and he was insta-locked,
And he ain't gonna fly no more.
He counted long, he counted loud, but they wouldn’t let him dock,
He felt the torps, he felt the rails, he felt his shields drop;
His armor quickly melted and his hull soon followed suit,
He checked off his equipment and made sure his fit was right;
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar,
"You ain't gonna fly no more!"
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
he ain't gonna fly no more!
"Is everybody happy?" cried the FC on the comms,
Our Hero meekly answered "Yes," before his warp was gone;
He dropped into the icy black, and he was insta-locked,
And he ain't gonna fly no more.
He counted long, he counted loud, but they wouldn’t let him dock,
He felt the torps, he felt the rails, he felt his shields drop;
His armor quickly melted and his hull soon followed suit,