This Hurricane was meant for small gang roaming, so it was shield DPS fit with 425mm guns. As I was going through low-sec, I didn’t really worry too much about small ships – anything that would tackle me on a gate wouldn’t survive the gate guns for very long, and I could escape.
And that’s exactly what happened. I passed a few bombers, and really didn’t find any targets. I did see a Corax I tried to attack, but he made it back through the gate and escaped. So after about an hour, I headed back.
And ran right into a Ghostly Fleet gate camp, of course. Unfortunately for them, all of their tackle engaged me when I overloaded and activated my MWD to burn back to the gate. Their DPS was a bit behind, so even with the scrams, I got through the gate at 75% shields. I immediately warped to a perch point and reached it before the first enemy ships decloaked. With my luck not really panning out and it getting late, I decided to dock up there and call it a night.
As tends to happen with these things, I ran into more trouble the next day as I was heading home, this time two Pandemic Legion Hawks. I foolishly warped directly to a gate and got dragged into a bubble, where they were waiting.
I’m used to flying Rapiers when roaming, but I left my Rapier in S-E. So it shouldn’t surprise anyone that I thought to myself, “No problem, I’ve got this. I put my neut on the closest Hawk, launched my drones, and started firing.
Once my neut capped him out, my guns got two solid hits, taking him into armor immediately. I thought things were working very well. The all-powerful neut had saved me yet again. But then, the third shot – and every one after – missed. He was tightly orbiting at an effective radius of 758 m.
I thought my 425s could track a capped-out Hawk.
Unsurprisingly, he was fit with ASBs, and his shields started coming back fairly qucikly. His buddy was also in a tight orbit. At this point, I knew I was dead. These two Hawks along had killed me. I was embarassed. For about a minute and a half, they chipped away at me and there was nothing I could do.
A Vagabond decided to join in on the killmail, but he made the mistake of getting close. I had him down to 50% shields when I popped. I honestly don’t know why he came in so close; he likely had the same guns fitted, but he had a bonus to falloff that meant he would out-DPS me significantly at range. And the Hawks saw to it I wasn’t going anywhere. Had he come in immediately, I’d have likely had the time to kill him.
But he didn’t. And I died – for all intents and purposes – to two Hawks. All because I thought my guns could track. My effective DPS was around 100, and that was until they decided that my drones had stopped tickling and needed to be killed.