After COVID struck, 31Bravo found that selling pingas on Ibiza was getting harder due to strick boarder control measures adopted by most of Terra governing bodies. He had a brief moment of clarity while riding acid and talking to a space dragon in the kitchen of a methane property on the pleasure planet Titan 3. "Surely there's an easier way of rollin' heavy in ISK than this?" he thought out aloud, "Why dont you drive spacecraft instead which will normally be outmatched and out gunned and live a life of peace getting your shit pushed in on a daily basis barely scrounging together enough ISK to do it all over again" said the dragon who by now had shifted into a brighter shade of yellow with blue spots. "I reckon your onto something there champ" was the imortal words which set 31Bravo on this adventure into this unkown realm......