8h ago
Feb 11, 2025(1y)
Feb 11, 2027(131d)
Combat
Kills3,374
Losses95
Efficiency97%
ISK
Destroyed1.85t
Lost8.57b
ISK Eff.100%
Solo
Solo Kills203
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows462
Combat Points1,793
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day5.63
ActivityVery High
Gallente
Intaki
5.00
Last Active
8h ago
Birthday
Feb 11, 2025 (1 years old)
Next Birthday
Feb 11, 2027 (131 days)
Combat
Kills3,374
Losses95
Efficiency97%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed1.85t
Lost8.57b
ISK Efficiency100%
Balance+1.84t
Solo
Solo Kills203
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows462
Combat Points1,793
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day5.63
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
Kills1,800
Losses10
Efficiency99%
ISK Destroyed1.53t
ISK Lost4.53b
ISK Efficiency100%
Solo Kills25
Solo Losses1
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor53.55
Active TimezoneEUTZ
Final Blows112
Points431
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleBlob (1777 kills)
Solo 1% Small 6% Mid 16% Fleet 37% Blob 40%
Avg Fleet: 53.8 FC: Medium Logi Pilot Bait (2x) Awox: 1 kills
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