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Fantasy Formula 1 - Monaco: The other stuff

First off all, thanks, blogger, for taking me on and endless loop of having to sign in and still not letting me post a reply to a comment by Amy. So here's the response to that first:

"You'd have thought so! I think he's getting worse as time goes on though. Strange - drivers fall in and out of favour with me fairly often. I was really annoyed with Button a few years ago, but he seems to have matured nicely. My opinion of Nando seems to have bottomed out too and I've started to like him a bit again. Don't tell anyone, though..."

And here, remarkably early thanks to the Bank Holiday weather being duff, is the other stuff! Starting off with those oh-so-vital driver and team statistics:



Well done to Ollie C, whose score of 96 this race sneaks him into the top 3 scores of the season.


Naughty corner: I’m guessing you’ve probably figure out my opinion on that one already. To be fair, we do ask that drivers try to overtake whenever possible and speak their mind, but Lewis overstepped the mark a tad this time...

Hero: Button I think. He looked well placed for a shot at the win before a crazy regulation intervened when the race was stopped.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was Vettel with 26 points.

The top three drivers so far are Vettel on 150, Webber with 110 and Heidfeld on 105. Maldonado’s unfortunate late attack by Hamilton means he is still the only man without any FF1 points.

The top three teams so far are Red Bull on 150, McLaren with 116 and Renault on 110. Ferrari 4th? Cripes...

Heather had two races at the top, Neil managed three and I’m on my second. I’m still surprised, or maybe it’s just the botox treatment...

Only three competitors remain in negative points now. Mind you, we are nearly a third of the way through the season. Too late for a comeback? The gap from front to back widened a bit this time too – a sizable 336 points now.

Fantasy Formula 1: Where Lewis said “I’m disappointed, but I respect the stewards’ decision” and then shut up.

Next race: A fortnight until the Canadian GP on the 12th of June, and a chance for the Wall of Champions to claim some new victims...


(I suspect that any remaining cool I had left will now evaporate, but I'm currently listening to Olivia Newton John's Greatest Hits. I'm truly sorry...)

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