Fantasy Formula 1 - Europe: The other stuff

Wotcha. S'pose you want to know what the driver and team statistics were for the thrilling European GP. Oh, go on then...

Naughty corner: Anyone who thinks going back to the Valencia circuit is likely to result in an interesting race...

Hero: Did you watch all of the race without nodding off? Seriously? You, then. Definitely.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was... you guessed it... Vettel, with 26.

The top three drivers so far are Vettel on 193, Webber with 142 and Button on 129. 8 races in and Maldonado still hasn’t bagged an FF1 point. Just to remind you – you get points for moving up a place from where you started in the race...

The top three teams so far are Red Bull on 194, McLaren with 165 and Renault on 130. Toro Rosso move up to 6^th courtesy of Alguersuarus. Ahead of Mercedes!

Ollie C manages the impressive feat of adding himself to the top 3 high scores for second time... with the same score of 96 as he got once before. At the other end of the spectrum Aaron S manages the worst score so far this season with just 2 points. Jon also adds himself to the worst three scores with 7 teensy points.

Somehow, the championship leaders thus far have been Heather (1 race), Neil (3) and me (4). Considering my score this race was a gents underwear shop full of pants, I’m really quite surprised.

Gap from front to back has now shrunk to just 301 points.

Fantasy Formula 1: Where we all had a spiffing time watching the European GP and got a nice tan too. Hurrah for us!

Next race: Lock the door, disconnect the phone, put on your most recent British driver T-shirt (if it’s James Hunt, it’s time you popped down the F1 shops) and brace yourselves – it’s the British GP on the 10^th of July!!!

(Moving on with the ancient LP's, I'm now listening to "Comic Relief Utterly Utterly Live!" from '86. Right on!)

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