- Kill
- 270
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 69
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 94%
- ISK distrutti
- 100.68B
- +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
- 270
- Perdite
- 69
- Indice di pericolo
- 99%
- Colpi finali
- 23
- Punti
- 270
ISK
- Distrutti
- 100.68B
- Persi
- 6.79B
- Bilancio
- +93.89B
- Efficienza ISK
- 94%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 2
- Percentuale solo
- 1%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 1
- Quota perdite NPC
- 1%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti292.8K
Rapporto danni · 33%
Danni subiti590.7K
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
Nothing is ever done in this world until men are willing to kill one another if it is not done.
--Shaw
Life is simply one continuous watch aggainst the menace of death.
--Remarque
Life is what's happening while you're busy making other plans.
--Lenon
Death sits on every fence, stands behind every tree. Building walls and dormitories and chapels and churches won't keep death out; death looks in through the window, laughing, knowing every one of you. In the middle of the night you hear laughter under your window and someone calls your name. Go ahead, sing your psalms, burn pretty candles at the alter, say your evening prayers and your morning prayers, gather medicines in your cabinets, collect books in your libraries. Are you fasting, dear friend? Are you depriving yourself of sleep? He'll lend you a hand, our old friend the reaper, he'll strip you to the bones. Run, dear friend, run as fast as you can, death is giving a party in the fields.
--Hesse
--Shaw
Life is simply one continuous watch aggainst the menace of death.
--Remarque
Life is what's happening while you're busy making other plans.
--Lenon
Death sits on every fence, stands behind every tree. Building walls and dormitories and chapels and churches won't keep death out; death looks in through the window, laughing, knowing every one of you. In the middle of the night you hear laughter under your window and someone calls your name. Go ahead, sing your psalms, burn pretty candles at the alter, say your evening prayers and your morning prayers, gather medicines in your cabinets, collect books in your libraries. Are you fasting, dear friend? Are you depriving yourself of sleep? He'll lend you a hand, our old friend the reaper, he'll strip you to the bones. Run, dear friend, run as fast as you can, death is giving a party in the fields.
--Hesse