1.94
Jude Kopenhagen
Oct 6, 2014
Jan 20, 2006(20y)
Jan 20, 2027(141d)
Combat
Kills405
Losses113
Efficiency78%
ISK
Destroyed72.97b
Lost13.50b
ISK Eff.84%
Solo
Solo Kills78
Solo Ratio19%
Final Blows202
Combat Points405
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.05
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Civire
1.94
Jude Kopenhagen
Last Active
Oct 6, 2014
Birthday
Jan 20, 2006 (20 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 20, 2027 (141 days)
Combat
Kills405
Losses113
Efficiency78%
Danger Ratio97%
ISK
Destroyed72.97b
Lost13.50b
ISK Efficiency84%
Balance+59.46b
Solo
Solo Kills78
Solo Ratio19%
Final Blows202
Combat Points405
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.05
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
I am shadow ruled by light.
I must go out to the stars again, to the empty spans of the sky,
And all I ask is a sturdy ship and a star to steer her by;
And the engine's kick and the sun's song and the shields a'shaking,
And the ruby ring on the plant's face, and new dawn breaking.
I must go out to the stars again, for the call of black waters wide
is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a cold, crisp day with the gas clouds flying,
And the engine spray and the blown exhaust, and the shields a'crying.
I must go down to the stars again, to the vagrant wanderers' life,
to the gull's way and the whale's way with a ship like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And a quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long-trick's over.
I deal in little death.
I must go out to the stars again, to the empty spans of the sky,
And all I ask is a sturdy ship and a star to steer her by;
And the engine's kick and the sun's song and the shields a'shaking,
And the ruby ring on the plant's face, and new dawn breaking.
I must go out to the stars again, for the call of black waters wide
is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a cold, crisp day with the gas clouds flying,
And the engine spray and the blown exhaust, and the shields a'crying.
I must go down to the stars again, to the vagrant wanderers' life,
to the gull's way and the whale's way with a ship like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And a quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long-trick's over.
I deal in little death.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Oct 2014
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -