0.60
- Kill
- 16
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 14
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 84%
- ISK distrutti
- 2.01B
- +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
- 16
- Perdite
- 14
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 1
- Punti
- 16
ISK
- Distrutti
- 2.01B
- Persi
- 371.2M
- Bilancio
- +1.64B
- Efficienza ISK
- 84%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti8.3K
Rapporto danni · 20%
Danni subiti32.1K
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
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do not get too close ! :)
"La vengeance est un plat qui se mange, on s'en fout de sa température !"
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMo7WybtTWI
"There must be some kind of way out of here, "
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Business men – they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited, "
The thief – he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late."
All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the women came
And went bare-foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey.
do not get too close ! :)
"La vengeance est un plat qui se mange, on s'en fout de sa température !"
----------
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMo7WybtTWI
"There must be some kind of way out of here, "
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Business men – they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited, "
The thief – he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late."
All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the women came
And went bare-foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey.