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Pilot

Artem Lowell

GallenteIntaki
Killboard
Kills
13
+0 in the last 90 days
Losses
64
+0 in the last 90 days
17%
Efficiency
ISK Efficiency 4%
ISK destroyed
666.2M
+0 in the last 90 days
Activity
Inactive
0 kills/day · last 90 days

Combat Record

Career-long numbers from eve-kill

Combat

Kills
13
Losses
64
Danger Ratio
83%
Final Blows
7
Points
13

ISK

Destroyed
666.2M
Lost
17.50B
Balance
-16.84B
ISK Efficiency
4%

Solo

Solo Kills
5
Solo Ratio
38%
Avg Kills/Day
—

Other

NPC Losses
11
NPC Loss Ratio
17%
Activity
Inactive
Damage Dealt23.9K
Damage Ratio · 2%
Damage Taken1.1M

Activity

What they fly, where they fight, latest kills and losses

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Matchups

Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose

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In-game bio

Once a humble ship janitor on a Gallente frigate, I rose to power when I accidentally hit the warp drive while cleaning. (Note to self: Those buttons are NOT for dusting.) The entire crew found themselves in Jita, and thus, I was promoted to Navigator for my 'uncanny sense of direction'.

My specialties include (but are not limited to):

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Inter-galactic navigation (I forgot to map my chain and now am checking each hole)
- Precision PVP (Read: Blind luck)
- Renowned ISK Financier (I sell masterclasses in fiscal humility, one catastrophic ship purchase at a time)
- Master diplomat (Read: 'Please don't shoot, we can talk about this!')


In between irritating the napping Sleepers and enjoying the galactic version of Where's Waldo with wormholes, I've honed my craft of 'Spaceship Flip-It or Rip-It'. My ships aren’t just gently used, they’re thrice-, quadrice-, and 'fell-off-the-back-of-the-freighter'-used. The crown jewel of my flotilla? The notorious `Non-Euclidean Xpress`. Purchased for less ISK than a kindergarten mining laser, she’s a Frankenstein fusion of salvaged parts, mysterious splotches, and a rainbow assortment of duct tape (a must-have for any ship maintenance kit). She's held together by sheer bloody-mindedness, an unhealthy confidence in my cloaking skills, and the persistent whisper that CONCORD has a spreadsheet with my face on it. She's a living testament to the EVE doctrine that one capsuleer's space scrapheap isk-sink can indeed become another's ludicrously overpowered, warp-speed Vixtrix luxury speed demon.

Fly safe, and anything under 5 au/s isn't worth worth the warp conduit!!