3.18
Xiphos Volund
Oct 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2009(17y)
Mar 7, 2027(182d)
Combat
Kills581
Losses59
Efficiency91%
ISK
Destroyed92.81b
Lost3.60b
ISK Eff.96%
Solo
Solo Kills66
Solo Ratio11%
Final Blows160
Combat Points581
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.09
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Vherokior
3.18
Xiphos Volund
Last Active
Oct 7, 2017
Birthday
Mar 7, 2009 (17 years old)
Next Birthday
Mar 7, 2027 (182 days)
Combat
Kills581
Losses59
Efficiency91%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed92.81b
Lost3.60b
ISK Efficiency96%
Balance+89.21b
Solo
Solo Kills66
Solo Ratio11%
Final Blows160
Combat Points581
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.09
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Res Ipsa Loquitur; the thing speaks for itself
Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table,
At which he's fed.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.
Tax his work,
Tax his pay,
He works for
peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his skies,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries
Tax his tears.
Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways
To tax his ass.
Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won't be done
Till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers;
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in
Which he's laid...
Put these words
upon his tomb,
'Taxes drove me
to my doom...'
When he's gone,
Do not relax,
It's time to apply
The inheritance tax!
~Anonymous
Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table,
At which he's fed.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.
Tax his work,
Tax his pay,
He works for
peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his skies,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries
Tax his tears.
Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways
To tax his ass.
Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won't be done
Till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers;
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in
Which he's laid...
Put these words
upon his tomb,
'Taxes drove me
to my doom...'
When he's gone,
Do not relax,
It's time to apply
The inheritance tax!
~Anonymous
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Oct 2017
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -