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Fantasy Formula 1 - Brazil: The other stuff

*sniffle*

This is it then. Fantasy Formula 1 is over for another year. What will you do all winter?! Will you cope? Does anyone actually care? Is anyone really OUT THERE? Can Kimi have a choc ice now?

There's just the stats'n'stuff to get out of the way. Brace yourselves...


Naughty corner? Even Lewis & Felipe made-up. Just for a change... no-one!

Hero: Doubt we’ll see him again, but Rubens – dignified and cheery, friendly and honest. There aren’t many of those left in Formula 1.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was Webber, with 27 points.

The top 3 drivers of the season were Vettel, Button and Alonso. Honourable mentions go to Schumacher in 6th, and Heidfeld, who managed 11th, despite only competing in 11 races.

The top 3 teams of the season were Red Bull, McLaren and Ferrari. Virgin punched above their weight in FF1 land, finishing 9th.

Congratulations to Henry, who wins the FF1 title with an impressive 62 point lead. As last year, only 2 competitors cleared the 1000 point mark.

In the end, 560 point separated Henry in first and Jon in last. Ouch.

Right, then! For those of you who have competed before, here’s how you got on:

Better than ever before (smartypants!): Henry & Chris J.

Somewhere in-between their previous best and worst positions (meh): Peter, Martin S, Olie B, Nigel, Elmon, Russell, Tony, Joy, James & Tony’s Mum.

Truly abysmal outing (losers!): Jane, Ollie C*, Steve M, Stephen H, Andy S & Paul. (* Bit harsh seeing as he came 2nd, but it’s his own fault for winning it last year!)

Fantasy Formula 1: Where it’s time for a lie-down for me. I’ll post Formula 1 related ramblings on the blog over the winter months, and hopefully see you all again in the spring.

Next race: Teensy wait... Australian GP on 18th March...


(Melancholy 80's stuff to end the FF1 for another year - Black's "Wonderful Life".)

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