Fantasy Formula 1 - Turkey: The other stuff

Hello, kiddliwinks! Hope you've been behaving yourselves? As I'm luxuriating on a day off, here's the other bits and bobs for your delectation, starting with the driver and team statistics:

Tough weekend for Andy in FF1, as he adds himself to the worst scores of the year with a miserly 12 points.

Naughty corner? Has to be Schumi methinks. A bunch of tired old attempts to out-muscle other drivers failed dismally and left him looking pretty daft. Bus pass on standby.

Hero? I say Kobayashi! The baby-faced assassin bagged a points finish from last place on the grid.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was Kobayashi, garnering a rather massive 29 points.

The top three drivers so far are Vettel on 97, Webber with 85 and Hamilton on 63. Perez managed to bag a couple of FF1 points this race, leaving Maldonado the only driver not to score so far. Kobayashi’s great race moves him up to 6th, ahead of Alonso!

The top three teams so far are Red Bull on 97, McLaren with 81 and Renault on 56. Hispania are joined by Williams as the joint worst team to have picked this season.

Neil manages his 3rd race out front, having taken over the lead from Heather after the season opener. His closest challenger is, remarkably, me!

Five more of you no longer have a minus against your score, the backmarkers are less than 200 points from having nothing and the gap from front to back is now reduced to 338 points.

Fantasy Formula 1: Where Seb is figuring out how to walk on water too...

Next race: 2 weeks shall past before we turn up in Spain on the 22nd of May. Except me. I’m working. Gah! Expect delayed results that weekend too. Sorry.

(Accompanying tuneage today is Midge Ure, and the 12" version of "Dear God" on lovely shiny black vinyl. Mmmmmm....)

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