1.20
- Kill
- 1
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 14
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 23%
- ISK distrutti
- 251.5M
- +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
- 1
- Perdite
- 14
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 1
ISK
- Distrutti
- 251.5M
- Persi
- 837.0M
- Bilancio
- -585.5M
- Efficienza ISK
- 23%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti24.3K
Rapporto danni · 26%
Danni subiti68.7K
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
Peaceful Trader
Choose Eve. Choose a race. Choose a career. Choose a faction. Choose a f*cking big battleship, choose drones, webbers, scramblers and cap injectors. Choose rich systems, low security, and ship insurance. Choose megacyte filled haulers. Choose a clone. Choose your enemies. Choose long range weapons and matching ammo. Choose a rat infested belt with a range of f*cking bounties. Choose Jita and wondering who the f*ck you are on a Sunday evening. Choose sitting on that chair watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing mission spawns, stuffing f*cking implants into your head. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable complex, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f*cked up noobs you recruited to replace yourself.
Choose your future - Choose EVE
Choose Eve. Choose a race. Choose a career. Choose a faction. Choose a f*cking big battleship, choose drones, webbers, scramblers and cap injectors. Choose rich systems, low security, and ship insurance. Choose megacyte filled haulers. Choose a clone. Choose your enemies. Choose long range weapons and matching ammo. Choose a rat infested belt with a range of f*cking bounties. Choose Jita and wondering who the f*ck you are on a Sunday evening. Choose sitting on that chair watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing mission spawns, stuffing f*cking implants into your head. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable complex, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f*cked up noobs you recruited to replace yourself.
Choose your future - Choose EVE