5.00
Igor Radmilovich
May 6, 2020
Apr 21, 2011(15y)
Apr 21, 2027(318d)
Combat
Kills154
Losses38
Efficiency80%
ISK
Destroyed7.41b
Lost4.51b
ISK Eff.62%
Solo
Solo Kills19
Solo Ratio12%
Final Blows37
Points154
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.03
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Gallente
5.00
Igor Radmilovich
Last Active
May 6, 2020
Birthday
Apr 21, 2011 (15 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 21, 2027 (318 days)
Combat
Kills154
Losses38
Efficiency80%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed7.41b
Lost4.51b
ISK Efficiency62%
Balance+2.91b
Solo
Solo Kills19
Solo Ratio12%
Final Blows37
Points154
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.03
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
Fly, envious Time, till thou run out thy race,
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets' pace;
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more than what is false and vain,
And merely mortal dross;
So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.
For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd,
And last of all, thy greedy self consum'd,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us as a flood,
When every thing that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine,
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme Throne
Of Him, t'whose happy-making sight alone,
When once our heav'nly-guided soul shall climb,
Then all this earthly grossness quit,
Attir'd with Stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O Time.
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy Plummets' pace;
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more than what is false and vain,
And merely mortal dross;
So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.
For when as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd,
And last of all, thy greedy self consum'd,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us as a flood,
When every thing that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine,
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme Throne
Of Him, t'whose happy-making sight alone,
When once our heav'nly-guided soul shall climb,
Then all this earthly grossness quit,
Attir'd with Stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O Time.
Dashboard
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Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -