-0.80
Eli Zarek
Jul 14, 2019
Sep 1, 2012(14y)
Sep 1, 2027(359d)
Combat
Kills582
Losses141
Efficiency80%
ISK
Destroyed263.36b
Lost18.00b
ISK Eff.94%
Solo
Solo Kills23
Solo Ratio4%
Final Blows133
Combat Points582
Other
NPC Losses35
NPC Loss Ratio25%
Avg Kills/Day0.11
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Intaki
-0.80
Eli Zarek
Last Active
Jul 14, 2019
Birthday
Sep 1, 2012 (14 years old)
Next Birthday
Sep 1, 2027 (359 days)
Combat
Kills582
Losses141
Efficiency80%
Danger Ratio75%
ISK
Destroyed263.36b
Lost18.00b
ISK Efficiency94%
Balance+245.35b
Solo
Solo Kills23
Solo Ratio4%
Final Blows133
Combat Points582
Other
NPC Losses35
NPC Loss Ratio25%
Avg Kills/Day0.11
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Does any one know where the love of God goes
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her
They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters
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In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
In the maritime sailors' cathedral
The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call 'gitchee gumee'
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early
SCAN MODE 43984
FIT PROBABILITY 0.99
RESET TO ACQUISITION
ACTIVE STATUS
ANALYSIS:
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234654 453 38
654334 450 16
245261 856 26
453665 766 46
382856 863 09
356878 544 04
664217 985 89
When the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searches all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her
They might have split up or they might have capsized
They may have broke deep and took water
And all that remains is the faces and the names
Of the wives and the sons and the daughters
--------------------------------------------
In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
In the maritime sailors' cathedral
The church bell chimed till it rang twenty-nine times
For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
Of the big lake they call 'gitchee gumee'
Superior, they said, never gives up her dead
When the gales of November come early
SCAN MODE 43984
FIT PROBABILITY 0.99
RESET TO ACQUISITION
ACTIVE STATUS
ANALYSIS:
**************
234654 453 38
654334 450 16
245261 856 26
453665 766 46
382856 863 09
356878 544 04
664217 985 89
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jul 2019
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -