Jan 28, 2018
Jul 25, 2009(17y)
Jul 25, 2027(363d)
Combat
Kills120
Losses72
Efficiency63%
ISK
Destroyed53.17b
Lost4.38b
ISK Eff.92%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows12
Points120
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.02
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street
You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed
And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking

And after a while, you can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you,
You'll get the chance to put the knife in

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older
And in the end you'll pack up and fly down south
Hide your head in the sand,
Just another sad old man
All alone and dying of cancer
Dashboard
Stats

No activity in the last 90d

Last seen Jan 2018

Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -