8h ago
Feb 11, 2025(1y)
Feb 11, 2027(176d)
Combat
Kills2,117
Losses93
Efficiency96%
ISK
Destroyed1.09t
Lost6.61b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills190
Solo Ratio9%
Final Blows393
Points2,698
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day3.83
ActivityVery High
Gallente
Intaki
5.00
Last Active
8h ago
Birthday
Feb 11, 2025 (1 years old)
Next Birthday
Feb 11, 2027 (176 days)
Combat
Kills2,117
Losses93
Efficiency96%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed1.09t
Lost6.61b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+1.08t
Solo
Solo Kills190
Solo Ratio9%
Final Blows393
Points2,698
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day3.83
ActivityVery High
Bio
Do not go gentle into that good night
by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dashboard
Stats
Kills712
Losses9
Efficiency99%
ISK Destroyed824.75b
ISK Lost2.45b
ISK Efficiency100%
Solo Kills17
Solo Losses2
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor40.72
Active TimezoneEUTZ
Final Blows61
Points1,035
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleBlob (712 kills)
Solo 2% Small 13% Mid 23% Fleet 30% Blob 32%
Avg Fleet: 40.7 FC: Low Logi Pilot Bait (5x) Awox: 2 kills
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