0.30
- Kill
- 28
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 44
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 66%
- ISK distrutti
- 5.81B
- +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
- 28
- Perdite
- 44
- Indice di pericolo
- 82%
- Colpi finali
- 7
- Punti
- 28
ISK
- Distrutti
- 5.81B
- Persi
- 3.05B
- Bilancio
- +2.76B
- Efficienza ISK
- 66%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 5
- Percentuale solo
- 18%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 8
- Quota perdite NPC
- 18%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti330.6K
Rapporto danni · 37%
Danni subiti560.8K
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
Moira Blank
He is a Lemming,
Dreaming he's a Gentleman
Named for a Weasel.
"WoW holds your hand from 1-80, and makes sure you get a cookie regardless if you win or lose. EVE not only takes your cookie, but laughs at you for bringing one in the first place."
Moira Blank
I crossed New Eden in trusty Bowhead
Full of ships to wage a war
Against the Sansha's fierce undead
Where lasers pew pew by the score.
And yet I feel when disembarked
No call to glory, no sounding horn
No will to fight in cold space war
Where lasers pew pew by the score
So now I sit in rancid Jita
Pointless chatter outside the door
Mallers gank the unsuspecting
While lasers pew pew by the score.
Moira Blank > Spiderman Freighter Assist, Inc. We Give Good Web™
He is a Lemming,
Dreaming he's a Gentleman
Named for a Weasel.
"WoW holds your hand from 1-80, and makes sure you get a cookie regardless if you win or lose. EVE not only takes your cookie, but laughs at you for bringing one in the first place."
Moira Blank
I crossed New Eden in trusty Bowhead
Full of ships to wage a war
Against the Sansha's fierce undead
Where lasers pew pew by the score.
And yet I feel when disembarked
No call to glory, no sounding horn
No will to fight in cold space war
Where lasers pew pew by the score
So now I sit in rancid Jita
Pointless chatter outside the door
Mallers gank the unsuspecting
While lasers pew pew by the score.
Moira Blank > Spiderman Freighter Assist, Inc. We Give Good Web™