-2.03
Systrom
Oct 25, 2017
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(259d)
Combat
Kills4,298
Losses472
Efficiency90%
ISK
Destroyed2.11t
Lost47.48b
ISK Eff.98%
Solo
Solo Kills91
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows483
Points4,298
Other
NPC Losses6
NPC Loss Ratio1%
Avg Kills/Day0.21
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Sebiestor
-2.03
Systrom
Last Active
Oct 25, 2017
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (259 days)
Combat
Kills4,298
Losses472
Efficiency90%
Danger Ratio99%
ISK
Destroyed2.11t
Lost47.48b
ISK Efficiency98%
Balance+2.06t
Solo
Solo Kills91
Solo Ratio2%
Final Blows483
Points4,298
Other
NPC Losses6
NPC Loss Ratio1%
Avg Kills/Day0.21
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
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ΞνΞ
Don't stop for nothing, it's full speed or nothing
I'm taking down, you know, whatever's in my way
Getting your kicks as you're shooting the line
Sending the shivers up and down my spine
Motorbreath
It's how I live my life
I can't take it any other way
Motorbreath
The sign of living fast
It is going to take your breath away
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Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant `til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You
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ΞνΞ
Don't stop for nothing, it's full speed or nothing
I'm taking down, you know, whatever's in my way
Getting your kicks as you're shooting the line
Sending the shivers up and down my spine
Motorbreath
It's how I live my life
I can't take it any other way
Motorbreath
The sign of living fast
It is going to take your breath away
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Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant `til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, Greeting Death
He's yours to take away
Back to the front
You will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front
You coward
You servant
You
Dashboard
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Efficiency0%
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ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -