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Breakneck

Legendary Auto Rifle

"They don't make Dark Age tech like this anymore. Lucky for you I kept all mine." —The Drifter

10 Power
#9 PvP Rank

Primary Stats

Impact
29
Range
68
Stability
60
Reload Speed
33
Handling
43
Magazine
40
Rounds Per Minute
450

Hidden Stats

Zoom
16
Inventory Size
45
Aim Assistance
44
Recoil Direction
80

PvP Weapon Insights

Talent Grid

Precision Frame
Precision Frame This weapon's recoil pattern is more predictably vertical.
Polygonal Rifling
Polygonal Rifling Barrel optimized for recoil reduction. • Increases stability
Extended Mag
Extended Mag This weapon has a greatly increased magazine size, but reloads much slower. • Greatly increases magazine size • Greatly decreases reload speed
Rampage
Rampage Kills with this weapon temporarily grant increased damage. Stacks 3x.
Onslaught
Onslaught This weapon's rate of fire increases as you stack Rampage.
Tracker Disabled
Tracker Disabled No tracker is displayed on this weapon.
Kill Tracker
Kill Tracker This weapon tracks the number of enemies you defeated with it.
Crucible Tracker
Crucible Tracker This weapon tracks the number of Crucible opponents you defeated with it.

Weapon Perks

Precision Frame This weapon's recoil pattern is more predictably vertical.
Polygonal Rifling Barrel optimized for recoil reduction. • Increases stability
Extended Mag This weapon has a greatly increased magazine size, but reloads much slower. • Greatly increases magazine size • Greatly decreases reload speed
Rampage Kills with this weapon temporarily grant increased damage. Stacks 3x.
Onslaught This weapon's rate of fire increases as you stack Rampage.
Tracker Disabled No tracker is displayed on this weapon.
Kill Tracker This weapon tracks the number of enemies you defeated with it.
Crucible Tracker This weapon tracks the number of Crucible opponents you defeated with it.

Weapon Mods

Default Shader Restores your gear to its default colors.
Default Ornament Restores your weapon to its default appearance.

Lore: Breakneck

"Bar's a great place to settle disputes. Everybody goes there wantin' to drop the mask." —The Drifter

"Y'know," said Cenric, a thick-necked Risen with a bulging vein in his forehead, "I've always thought you were a sneak. But after five drinks on your dime, I'm feeling pretty fond of you, Drifter." Everyone laughed. Drifter smiled, feet kicked up on the bar. The rifle holstered on his back was heavy with promise. "You're a real smooth talker," he said. "I wonder… You whisper those same sweet nothings to your pal Lord Rience?" The bar fell quiet. The vein in Cenric's forehead began to twitch. "Listen, no one's rockin' the boat here," Jaak spoke up. "We shut Rience out, just like you said." "Funny. I seen you in that valley, too. And Otto, and Ayrin, and Thalia…" He looked at them each in turn. "Guess my eyes are playing tricks on me." Cenric pushed his stool back. "You have something to say, say it plain." "Well, Cen—my eyes might be shot, but this…" He tapped the side of his nose. "Just fine. And I smell a rat." He sniffed. "A whole mess of 'em, actually." Cenric stood up. That vein of his looked about ready to pop. Drifter let his feet down as he reached for his rifle, asp-quick. "And you know what we do with rats, don't you, brother."