- Kill
- 26
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 12
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 71%
- ISK distrutti
- 8.79B
- +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
- 12
- Indice di pericolo
- 92%
- Colpi finali
- 7
- Punti
- 26
ISK
- Distrutti
- 8.79B
- Persi
- 3.53B
- Bilancio
- +5.25B
- Efficienza ISK
- 71%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 5
- Percentuale solo
- 19%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 1
- Quota perdite NPC
- 8%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti1.6M
Rapporto danni · 93%
Danni subiti119.4K
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
The lunatic is on the grass.
The missile is up my ass.
Remembering games and corps and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the corp.
The lunatics are in my ship.
The paper holds the wanted faces on the door
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the alliance breaks many years too soon
And if there is no room within the POS
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my clone.
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the corp you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The missile is up my ass.
Remembering games and corps and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the corp.
The lunatics are in my ship.
The paper holds the wanted faces on the door
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the alliance breaks many years too soon
And if there is no room within the POS
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my clone.
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the corp you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon