3.79
eaterofcheese
Mar 2, 2018
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(140d)
Combat
Kills6
Losses30
Efficiency17%
ISK
Destroyed123.69m
Lost10.97b
ISK Eff.1%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows5
Points6
Other
NPC Losses9
NPC Loss Ratio30%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Civire
3.79
eaterofcheese
Last Active
Mar 2, 2018
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (140 days)
Combat
Kills6
Losses30
Efficiency17%
Danger Ratio70%
ISK
Destroyed123.69m
Lost10.97b
ISK Efficiency1%
Balance-10848105370
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows5
Points6
Other
NPC Losses9
NPC Loss Ratio30%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
X-Clacks-Overhead: GNU Terry Pratchett
Space Trucking
There's only one kind of music that isn't bollocks and that's trance garage hippy house metal with overtones of hip-hop snatch reggae, a brief undercurrent of dub-rap classical convertive pop in an avant-garde revival bluegrass stylee topped off with a liberal smearing in the midrange and the inclusion of massed (150+) harps. And bagpipes; many, many bagpipes.
Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get in a spaceship as soon as I can.
Space Trucking
There's only one kind of music that isn't bollocks and that's trance garage hippy house metal with overtones of hip-hop snatch reggae, a brief undercurrent of dub-rap classical convertive pop in an avant-garde revival bluegrass stylee topped off with a liberal smearing in the midrange and the inclusion of massed (150+) harps. And bagpipes; many, many bagpipes.
Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get in a spaceship as soon as I can.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Mar 2018
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -