4.38
James Mc Carther
Jun 13, 2020
Aug 8, 2015(11y)
Aug 8, 2027(333d)
Combat
Kills846
Losses186
Efficiency82%
ISK
Destroyed623.19b
Lost35.60b
ISK Eff.95%
Solo
Solo Kills12
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows120
Combat Points846
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.21
ActivityInactive
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4.38
James Mc Carther
Last Active
Jun 13, 2020
Birthday
Aug 8, 2015 (11 years old)
Next Birthday
Aug 8, 2027 (333 days)
Combat
Kills846
Losses186
Efficiency82%
Danger Ratio97%
ISK
Destroyed623.19b
Lost35.60b
ISK Efficiency95%
Balance+587.59b
Solo
Solo Kills12
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows120
Combat Points846
Other
NPC Losses5
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.21
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
各位先生下午好。你願意和我們發生衝突嗎？
Mr Subspace "Good afternoon, gentlemen. Are you willing to conflict with us?"
The Derelict:
"A flimsy shift on a bunkered cot
With a thin dirk slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry with a purplish blot--
Oh, was she a wench, some shuddering maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God, she was tough for a plucky jade--
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men on the Dead Man's chest,
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the Devil had done for the rest,
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!
Wrapped them all in the mainsail tight,
Twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved them over and out of sight
With a yo-heave-ho and a fare-ye-well,
A sudden plunge in a sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell--
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!"
Mr Subspace "Good afternoon, gentlemen. Are you willing to conflict with us?"
The Derelict:
"A flimsy shift on a bunkered cot
With a thin dirk slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry with a purplish blot--
Oh, was she a wench, some shuddering maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God, she was tough for a plucky jade--
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men on the Dead Man's chest,
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!
Drink and the Devil had done for the rest,
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!
Wrapped them all in the mainsail tight,
Twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved them over and out of sight
With a yo-heave-ho and a fare-ye-well,
A sudden plunge in a sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell--
Yo-Ho-Ho and a bottle of rum!"
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jun 2020
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -