- Kills
- 3
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 47
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 73%
- ISK destroyed
- 17.04B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 3
- Losses
- 47
- Danger Ratio
- 91%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 3
ISK
- Destroyed
- 17.04B
- Lost
- 6.42B
- Balance
- +10.63B
- ISK Efficiency
- 73%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 4
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 9%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt375.8K
Damage Ratio · 23%
Damage Taken1.3M
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
Irish wristwatch
A man comes home from a long hard day at work, slowly opening the door hoping he doesn't break the door because he's a turd burger and can't fix the door. Anyways, he opens the door and enters his domain. Once in his house he looks for the pack of doritos he was saving for this very occasion. But, to his dismay someone has eaten his doritos. He asks his wife, the only other person in the house.
"Who has eaten my doritos?"
The wife responds, "I have dear."
The wife then lets out an audible fart. The room starts to smell of burnt egg nog. The man grabs his wife in rage, pins her down and starts smelling her butthole.
"THIS IS MY DORITOS CALL FOR HELP!" the man screams while sniffing and biting chunks of flesh out of his wifes butt hole. He then exclaims.
"If I can't eat my doritos then I'll save them from your digestive track!"
The wife in tears says with her final breathe. "I gotta take a dump."
The man eats through that as well.
The end.
A man comes home from a long hard day at work, slowly opening the door hoping he doesn't break the door because he's a turd burger and can't fix the door. Anyways, he opens the door and enters his domain. Once in his house he looks for the pack of doritos he was saving for this very occasion. But, to his dismay someone has eaten his doritos. He asks his wife, the only other person in the house.
"Who has eaten my doritos?"
The wife responds, "I have dear."
The wife then lets out an audible fart. The room starts to smell of burnt egg nog. The man grabs his wife in rage, pins her down and starts smelling her butthole.
"THIS IS MY DORITOS CALL FOR HELP!" the man screams while sniffing and biting chunks of flesh out of his wifes butt hole. He then exclaims.
"If I can't eat my doritos then I'll save them from your digestive track!"
The wife in tears says with her final breathe. "I gotta take a dump."
The man eats through that as well.
The end.