5.00
- Kill
- 26
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 45
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 85%
- ISK distrutti
- 19.77B
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Inattivo
- 0 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 26
- Perdite
- 45
- Indice di pericolo
- 89%
- Colpi finali
- 13
- Punti
- 26
ISK
- Distrutti
- 19.77B
- Persi
- 3.47B
- Bilancio
- +16.30B
- Efficienza ISK
- 85%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 8
- Percentuale solo
- 31%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 5
- Quota perdite NPC
- 11%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti100.2K
Rapporto danni · 26%
Danni subiti291.3K
Attività
Cosa vola, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
Scafi persiPerdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Bio in gioco
It's not so much a name as an instruction: Save your own asses.
I was there when Ginger Magician war-decced our tiny industrial corp and ran away from us for a week.
I was there when a different industrial corp worked its way into nullsec and built an outpost.
I was there when FIX fell apart and lost Querious.
I was there when we flew our caps with an MC SuperFleet and re-wrote the North in a week.
I built a corp and watched boredom kill it. Mine as much as anyone's.
I took a break. A long break.
I lived with some friends in a wormhole for a while. We built stations and capitals we knew could never leave, and weren't suprised to lose everything while RL forced a break from Eve.
Where I'm going next, I have no idea. What I'm doing next, I really don't know. Perhaps this way, perhaps that.
I was there when Ginger Magician war-decced our tiny industrial corp and ran away from us for a week.
I was there when a different industrial corp worked its way into nullsec and built an outpost.
I was there when FIX fell apart and lost Querious.
I was there when we flew our caps with an MC SuperFleet and re-wrote the North in a week.
I built a corp and watched boredom kill it. Mine as much as anyone's.
I took a break. A long break.
I lived with some friends in a wormhole for a while. We built stations and capitals we knew could never leave, and weren't suprised to lose everything while RL forced a break from Eve.
Where I'm going next, I have no idea. What I'm doing next, I really don't know. Perhaps this way, perhaps that.