- Kill
- 129
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 62
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 92%
- ISK distrutti
- 82.83B
- +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
- 129
- Perdite
- 62
- Indice di pericolo
- 97%
- Colpi finali
- 15
- Punti
- 129
ISK
- Distrutti
- 82.83B
- Persi
- 7.69B
- Bilancio
- +75.14B
- Efficienza ISK
- 92%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 8
- Percentuale solo
- 6%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 2
- Quota perdite NPC
- 3%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti1.5M
Rapporto danni · 73%
Danni subiti567.5K
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
My Permit
I met a traveller from an antique land who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, half sunk, a shattered visage lies whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command tell that its sculptor well those passions read which yet survive, stamped on those lifeless things - the hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
"And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings! Behold my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
"Nothing beside remains.
"Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away."
-- "Ozymandias", Percy Bysshe Shelley
Finally, I invite you to ponder the immortal words of the Greek philosopher Socrates, who once said "I drank what?!?"
I met a traveller from an antique land who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, half sunk, a shattered visage lies whose frown and wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command tell that its sculptor well those passions read which yet survive, stamped on those lifeless things - the hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
"And on the pedestal these words appear: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings! Behold my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
"Nothing beside remains.
"Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away."
-- "Ozymandias", Percy Bysshe Shelley
Finally, I invite you to ponder the immortal words of the Greek philosopher Socrates, who once said "I drank what?!?"