Fantasy Formula 1 - China: The other stuff

Good evening to you. But not you - that was very rude, and if you do it again, I'm telling my Mum.

It's time once more for the collection of leftovers from the Chinese GP, starting off with the slightly too-salty bubble and squeak that is: The driver and team stats!

Congratulations to Henry and Nigel, who barge into the top three high scores of the season so far with 96 and 91 points apiece. At the other end of the spectrum, Heather goes from leading Fantasy F1 to bagging just 4 points in two races. Oh dearie me. But not on Tuesdays.

Naughty corner? Crikey - it was a bit busy, but I guess Jaime's pit crew for causing him to be the only retirement of the race.

Hero? Got to be Webber, for hauling it all the way to a podium finish from 18th, and without KERS too.

The top three drivers so far are Vettel with 71, Webber on 67 (up 3) and Hamilton with 51 (up 2). Heidfeld and Button drop out of the top three. Maldonado and Perez are the only drivers not to have scored Fantasy F1 points after three races.

The top three teams so far are Red Bull with 71, McLaren on 69 (up 1) and Renault with 46 (down 1). Hispania are now the worst Fantasy F1 team to own.

Neil hangs on to his lead for a second week, having taken over from Heather. Aaron M and me(!) are now the closest challengers, although you can bet your sturdy footwear I'll be heading downwards again shortly.

Only three more of you dug you way out of negative figures this race, whilst the leading trio pass the 100 point mark. Olie and Ollie are now less that 300 points from zero, and the gap from front to back is a whopping 371 points.

Fantasy Formula 1: Where JB now has two trademarks - tramp impersonator AND feeble-minded buffoon. Nice.

Next race: Bloody ages away! A three week wait until the Turkish GP on the 8th of May...

(Tunes tonight courtesy of Tangerine Dream's "Tangines Scales". Yes, still. Give over.)

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