-7.94
Wyeth Nolen
Jul 26, 2015
Jan 16, 2013(13y)
Jan 16, 2027(273d)
Combat
Kills75
Losses122
Efficiency38%
ISK
Destroyed413.46b
Lost381.42m
ISK Eff.100%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows1
Points75
Other
NPC Losses66
NPC Loss Ratio54%
Avg Kills/Day0.02
ActivityInactive
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-7.94
Wyeth Nolen
Last Active
Jul 26, 2015
Birthday
Jan 16, 2013 (13 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 16, 2027 (273 days)
Combat
Kills75
Losses122
Efficiency38%
Danger Ratio46%
ISK
Destroyed413.46b
Lost381.42m
ISK Efficiency100%
Balance+413.08b
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows1
Points75
Other
NPC Losses66
NPC Loss Ratio54%
Avg Kills/Day0.02
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
"On Time"
Fly envious time til thy run out thy race
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours
Whose speed is but the heavy plummets pace
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours
Which is more then what is false and vain
And merely mortal dross;
So little is our loss
So little is thy gain
For when as each thing bad thou hast entombed
And last of all, thy greedy self consumed,
Then long Enternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss
And joy shall overtake us as a flood
When evertything that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme throne
Of him, t'whose happy making sight alone
When once our heaven'ly soul shall climb
Then all this earthly grossness quit
Attired with stars, we shall forever sit
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O' Time
-John Milton 1608 to 1674
Fly envious time til thy run out thy race
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours
Whose speed is but the heavy plummets pace
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours
Which is more then what is false and vain
And merely mortal dross;
So little is our loss
So little is thy gain
For when as each thing bad thou hast entombed
And last of all, thy greedy self consumed,
Then long Enternity shall greet our bliss
With an individual kiss
And joy shall overtake us as a flood
When evertything that is sincerely good
And perfectly divine
With Truth, and Peace, and Love shall ever shine
About the supreme throne
Of him, t'whose happy making sight alone
When once our heaven'ly soul shall climb
Then all this earthly grossness quit
Attired with stars, we shall forever sit
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee O' Time
-John Milton 1608 to 1674
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Kills0
Losses0
Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -