- Kills
- 66
- +3 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 15
- +1 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 48%
- ISK destroyed
- 6.84B
- +8.0M in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Low
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 66
- Losses
- 15
- Danger Ratio
- 87%
- Final Blows
- 55
- Points
- 54
ISK
- Destroyed
- 6.84B
- Lost
- 7.50B
- Balance
- -655.5M
- ISK Efficiency
- 48%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 34
- Solo Ratio
- 52%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 2
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 13%
- Activity
- Low
Activity
What the corporation flies, where it fights, 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.
Battles
Engagements in the selected window, from our own killmail archive
Description
"I undocked for five minutes. When I came back, she was gone."
We are Drifters Stole My Wife, a broken shell of a corporation and reluctant member of Homicidal Tendencies. There was a time when we had hope. That time is gone. Now, we drift through New Eden like empty clones, searching for answers we will never find.
What We Know So Far:
- The Drifters appeared. Then she disappeared.
- CONCORD refuses to investigate. They know something.
- Every time we get close, they wipe us out.
- I can still hear her voice in the data streams.
- Maybe she’s out there. Maybe she isn’t. Maybe none of this is real.
What We Do:
- Chase leads, even when they lead nowhere.
- Engage in reckless combat because nothing matters anymore.
- Watch old holovids of better days.
- File missing persons reports that never get answered.
- Stare into the abyss and wait for it to stare back.
What We Don’t Do:
- Recruit – This isn’t a corp. It’s a coping mechanism.
- Build anything meaningful – What’s the point?
- Trust CONCORD – They took our tax money and did nothing.
- Accept reality – If we stop searching, she’s truly gone.
Drifters took my wife.
They took everything.
If you see her… tell her I’m still looking.
We are Drifters Stole My Wife, a broken shell of a corporation and reluctant member of Homicidal Tendencies. There was a time when we had hope. That time is gone. Now, we drift through New Eden like empty clones, searching for answers we will never find.
What We Know So Far:
- The Drifters appeared. Then she disappeared.
- CONCORD refuses to investigate. They know something.
- Every time we get close, they wipe us out.
- I can still hear her voice in the data streams.
- Maybe she’s out there. Maybe she isn’t. Maybe none of this is real.
What We Do:
- Chase leads, even when they lead nowhere.
- Engage in reckless combat because nothing matters anymore.
- Watch old holovids of better days.
- File missing persons reports that never get answered.
- Stare into the abyss and wait for it to stare back.
What We Don’t Do:
- Recruit – This isn’t a corp. It’s a coping mechanism.
- Build anything meaningful – What’s the point?
- Trust CONCORD – They took our tax money and did nothing.
- Accept reality – If we stop searching, she’s truly gone.
Drifters took my wife.
They took everything.
If you see her… tell her I’m still looking.