-3.44
Love Pivo
Apr 4, 2026
Jul 28, 2013(12y)
Jul 28, 2026(68d)
Combat
Kills965
Losses344
Efficiency74%
ISK
Destroyed16.20t
Lost90.70b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills35
Solo Ratio4%
Final Blows128
Points967
Other
NPC Losses8
NPC Loss Ratio2%
Avg Kills/Day0.21
ActivityLow
Gallente
Gallente
-3.44
Love Pivo
Last Active
Apr 4, 2026
Birthday
Jul 28, 2013 (12 years old)
Next Birthday
Jul 28, 2026 (68 days)
Combat
Kills965
Losses344
Efficiency74%
Danger Ratio98%
ISK
Destroyed16.20t
Lost90.70b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+16.11t
Solo
Solo Kills35
Solo Ratio4%
Final Blows128
Points967
Other
NPC Losses8
NPC Loss Ratio2%
Avg Kills/Day0.21
ActivityLow
No data available
Bio
Kill: Jeni Quado (Myrmidon)
Kill: Seth Quado (Myrmidon)
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 that 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.
Kill: Seth Quado (Myrmidon)
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 that 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
Kills4
Losses0
Efficiency100%
ISK Destroyed24.12b
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency100%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor31
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points4
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleFleet (4 kills)
Mid 25% Fleet 50% Blob 25%
Avg Fleet: 31 FC: Low Capital Pilot
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