Fantasy Formula 1 - India: The other stuff

Well, now. Here we all are again. Some of us have, no doubt, had a fascinating day. Others have probably been discussing the correct pluralisation of the word Fez with their niece via twitter. *ahem*

Anyway, there's the small matter of getting the brightly coloured blobs of information that look like dog food but taste like fire out of the tablecloth of facts that was the Indian GP, Fantasy Formula 1-wise. Clear? No... me neither. It seemed like a good metaphor with a cunning Indian twist at one point, but it all went horribly, horribly wrong somewhere....

So, whilst I hand myself over to the Crimes Against The English Language Police, here's the stats:

Naughty corner? Hmmm.... it'd be dull to go for Hamilton yet again, and the Massa incident looked more like a plain-old racing one, rather than the boy from Brazil's fault... so... no-one. Blimey.

Hero: He only came 10th, but Perez avoided the first lap carnage and managed to drag his Sauber up to 10th. Way to go, Checo!

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was *stifles massive yawn* The Sebulator, with 26 points.

The top 3 drivers so far are Vettel, Button and Alonso. 24 drivers started the season - Maldonado has competed in all of them. He's 25th. Way to go, Pastor!

The top 3 teams so far are Red Bull, McLaren and Ferrari. Sergio's great score of 21 sees Sauber move up to equal 6th.

Whilst Henry's lead dropped slightly this race, he's still a comfortable 69 points ahead and becomes the most leaderyest of the leaders so far (I may have made one of those words up, by the way). Your leaders to date (and the amount of races out front) have been: Heather (1), Neil (3), Me (4), Ian (1), Me again (1), Ian again (1), Henry 6.

Front to back gap? A cavernous 479 points. Ouch.

Fantasy Formula 1: Where Red Bull give over and let someone else have a go. Please.

Next race: Feelin' hot, hot, hot! It's Abu Dhabi on the 13th of November.

(Playing tonight - David Arnold's "Music From The MGM Motion Picture The World Is Not Enough.)

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