-0.10
- Kill
- 3019
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 323
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 95%
- ISK distrutti
- 1.66T
- +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
- 3019
- Perdite
- 323
- Indice di pericolo
- 95%
- Colpi finali
- 400
- Punti
- 3019
ISK
- Distrutti
- 1.66T
- Persi
- 86.64B
- Bilancio
- +1.57T
- Efficienza ISK
- 95%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 44
- Percentuale solo
- 1%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 15
- Quota perdite NPC
- 5%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti141.5M
Rapporto danni · 95%
Danni subiti7.9M
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 Path of the Wormholer is beset on all sides by the whining of the podded and the tyranny of blobbing capsuleers. Blessed is he who in the name of wormholes and combat shepherds the weak through the chain of darkness, for he is truly his fellow wormholer's keeper and the finder of lost corporations. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my wormholers. And you will know I am Bob when I lay my vengeance upon you.
Bob is my shepherd; I shall not want for isk. He maketh me to lie down in fertile wormholes: he leadeth me beside glorious battles. He restoreth my pod: he leadeth me in the paths of Bob for his name's sake. Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of podding I will fear no blobs; for thou art with me; thy pulse laser and thy autocannon they comfort me. Thou preparest a wormhole before me in the presence of mine enemies; thou anointest my head with isk; my wallet runneth over.
Bob is my shepherd; I shall not want for isk. He maketh me to lie down in fertile wormholes: he leadeth me beside glorious battles. He restoreth my pod: he leadeth me in the paths of Bob for his name's sake. Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of podding I will fear no blobs; for thou art with me; thy pulse laser and thy autocannon they comfort me. Thou preparest a wormhole before me in the presence of mine enemies; thou anointest my head with isk; my wallet runneth over.