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Home soil head start for Vettel


Just when we thought it was all change at the front, it wasn't.

Alonso and Massa looked set to finally lock out the front row of the grid in their Ferrari's, when a blinding lap from Sebastien Vettel gave him pole for tomorrow's German GP.

The rain of the last few days held off, but there was still drama when Liuzzi got his wheels onto some soggy AstroTurf and suddenly found himself saying hello to a concrete wall by the pits. He's OK... his car probably isn't.

Championship leader Hamilton was on the back-foot after shunting his car in practice yesterday and only managing a handful of laps, and it showed as he'll be starting in 6th tomorrow.

So the grid is: Vettel, Alonso, Massa, Webber (who decided the track itself was a bit dull and took to the run off area on his final run), Button, Hamilton, Kubica, Barrichello (now the proud owner of a "I beat the Stig" T-shirt from his team), Rosberg and Hulkenberg.

Home hero Schumacher could only manage 11th after proclaiming this week that he is eyeing up the title next year. Better start improving then, Mikey. And quick....

(Damp Saturday in Cumbria, and Jenwis has the Blues, with a spot of Earl Hooker & Junior Wells)

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