3.10
- Kill
- 49
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 27
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 75%
- ISK distrutti
- 3.39B
- +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
- 49
- Perdite
- 27
- Indice di pericolo
- 93%
- Colpi finali
- 10
- Punti
- 49
ISK
- Distrutti
- 3.39B
- Persi
- 1.16B
- Bilancio
- +2.23B
- Efficienza ISK
- 75%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 2
- Percentuale solo
- 4%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 2
- Quota perdite NPC
- 7%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti102.2K
Rapporto danni · 38%
Danni subiti164.6K
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
Welcome to Eve, Choose your difficulty;
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Minmatar
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Q) What do you call a brutor in a suit?
A) The defendant
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Whats better than ten Amarrians in a room?
One Amarrian in ten rooms
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A Caldari, a Gallente, a Matari, and an Amarrian were walking down the main drag of a Concord facility somewhere in Citadel, when a scruffy-looking hologram confronted them near the entrance to the only bar in-station.
"Excuse me," said the hologram in it's tinny voice, "I'm with the Scope, we're doing a public opinion poll about the meat shortage. Do any of you have time for a little input?"
The Matari said, "What's meat?"
The Caldari said, "What's a shortage?"
The Amarrian said, "What's public opinion?"
And the Gallente said, "What's 'excuse me'?"
Easy
Hard
Harder
Minmatar
____________________________________________
Q) What do you call a brutor in a suit?
A) The defendant
____________________________________________
Whats better than ten Amarrians in a room?
One Amarrian in ten rooms
____________________________________________
A Caldari, a Gallente, a Matari, and an Amarrian were walking down the main drag of a Concord facility somewhere in Citadel, when a scruffy-looking hologram confronted them near the entrance to the only bar in-station.
"Excuse me," said the hologram in it's tinny voice, "I'm with the Scope, we're doing a public opinion poll about the meat shortage. Do any of you have time for a little input?"
The Matari said, "What's meat?"
The Caldari said, "What's a shortage?"
The Amarrian said, "What's public opinion?"
And the Gallente said, "What's 'excuse me'?"