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Fantasy Formula 1 - Britain: The other stuff

Hello. My my - you're looking smashing tonight. Is that new underwear? You should really check your webcam settings you know...

Anyway, it's time for the random collection of stuff that follows the main results, starting off with the driver and team statistics! (Cue fanfare...)


Naughty corner: Whoever decided hot and cold blown exhaust off-throttle gubbins sounded like an interesting reason for an argument. Tip of the day: get out more.

Hero: Well, I know I’ve slated him a fair bit recently, but Hamilton did a fine job this weekend, and even got rid of that daft beard-thing. So, him.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was Alonso, with a tidy 29 points.

The top three drivers so far are Vettel on 212, Webber with 158 and Hamilton (up 1) on 133. Button’s DNF sees him drop out of the leading trio. Guess what! Maldonado still hasn’t scored a single FF1 point.

The top three teams so far are Red Bull on 212, McLaren with 189 and Renault on 150. Even though they managed to score FF1 points this weekend, Williams are still the worst team to have picked.

All change at the top! Championship leaders and their races at the front to date have been: Heather (1), Neil (3), Me 4, Ian (1). Congratulations to Ian for taking the lead (he says, through gritted teeth).

Gap from top to bottom has reduced again, to 274 points. It’s not over yet!

Fantasy Formula 1: Where the only hot air causing an argument comes from Eddie Jordan...

Next race: Uh-oh. It’s Seb’s home race, the German GP on the 24th of July. Let’s hope he has a hangover or something...

(Assisting with the typing of this fascinating information this fine evening was Mr Phil Collins, and his cheery anthem "In The Air Tonight". For some reason, I keep seeing the colour purple and gorillas...)

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