5.00
- Kills
- 62
- +1 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 82
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 99%
- ISK destroyed
- 172.46B
- +148.95B in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Low
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 62
- Losses
- 82
- Danger Ratio
- 98%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 56
ISK
- Destroyed
- 172.46B
- Lost
- 2.42B
- Balance
- +170.04B
- ISK Efficiency
- 99%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 2
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 2%
- Activity
- Low
Damage Dealt105.6K
Damage Ratio · 53%
Damage Taken94.3K
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
alternative lyrics to Kei$ha's "Tik-Tok", this pardoy is "Mining-Op"
Mining-Op, Form it up, Orca Pilot put that advert up
To-night, gonna mine, till we see the sunlight
Mining Op, don't stop til the cargo hold fills up
uh-oh-ih-oh-oh
Now the lasers don't start til I warp in!
I'm talkin bout' ice we dont plan to melt
Strippin the entire belt
Trying to not piss off the,,,Eff-Cee...
Quit Frontin'
Why your Husband
Tryin to get his mits in my oven?
Daemon Ceed> Oh dear, oh dear. Someone stole the last scrap of aged, crusty, half eaten twinkie from your impoverished corp. The humanity! The horror! The children! What will come of the children?!?
In other news, I had a carne asada burrito this evening that has resulted in a severe case of flatulence that smells not too unlike burned party balloons. Discuss.
Mining-Op, Form it up, Orca Pilot put that advert up
To-night, gonna mine, till we see the sunlight
Mining Op, don't stop til the cargo hold fills up
uh-oh-ih-oh-oh
Now the lasers don't start til I warp in!
I'm talkin bout' ice we dont plan to melt
Strippin the entire belt
Trying to not piss off the,,,Eff-Cee...
Quit Frontin'
Why your Husband
Tryin to get his mits in my oven?
Daemon Ceed> Oh dear, oh dear. Someone stole the last scrap of aged, crusty, half eaten twinkie from your impoverished corp. The humanity! The horror! The children! What will come of the children?!?
In other news, I had a carne asada burrito this evening that has resulted in a severe case of flatulence that smells not too unlike burned party balloons. Discuss.