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Fantasy Formula 1 - Malaysia results

He may be faintly reminiscent of a beaver, but blimey - is that Sergio Perez nippy!

One of those dazzling races where the action seems non-stop, the Malaysian GP provided the kind of excitement level that almost made Kimi smile. Yes. It was THAT exciting. Great drive by Alonso, but it's no bad thing when you're gutted that a midfield team didn't manage to win. Me, not Fernando. I suspect he was quite chuffed. Maybe we can persuade him to get rid of that silly micro beard now.

Anyway, enough of the wafflage - you want the scores on the imaginary doors!


RACE RESULT

Position
Name
Points
1
Steve M
95
2
Nigel
92
3
Ollie C
90
4
Martin R
87
5
Mark E
78
6
James
75
7
Tony's Mum
72
7
Jennifer
72
9
Stephen H
71
10
Peter Ga
70
11
Claire
69
=12
Peter Gr
68
=12
Martin S
68
=14
Olie B
67
=14
Ian S
67
16
Mark S
64
=17
Ian J
62
=17
Tiff
62
19
Kristin
56
20
Jane
53
=21
Scott
52
=21
Elmon
52
=23
Russell
48
=23
Owen
48
25
Jade
46
=26
Henry
44
=26
Paul
44
28
Heather
41
29
Cally
40
30
Chris
32
=31
Tony
28
=31
Aaron
28
=31
Andy
28

And here's what that does for the the Totals:


RUNNING TOTAL

Movement
  Position
Name
Points
=
1
Mark E
100
=
2
Ian J
57
=
3
Peter Gr
54
=
4
Peter Ga
50
+2
=5
Nigel
22
=
=5
Tiff
22
+1
7
Scott
-20
-2
8
Aaron
-25
=
9
Claire
-40
+1
10
Jade
-65
+3
11
Martin R
-66
-2
12
Cally
-70
-1
13
Mark S
-78
-1
14
Owen
-103
+2
15
Steve M
-144
-1
16
Jennifer
-155
-1
17
Jane
-176
-1
18
Russell
-191
=
19
Heather
-208
+1
20
Tony's Mum
-218
-1
21
Elmon
-236
+1
22
Stephen H
-246
+2
23
James
-269
-2
24
Tony
-285
-1
25
Chris
-297
=
26
Martin S
-313
+1
27
Ollie C
-330
-1
28
Kristin
-342
+1
29
Ian S
-361
+1
30
Olie B
-365
-2
31
Henry
-377
=
32
Paul
-396
=
33
Andy
-432

Ooo! I say!

(My ELO phase is over - for now. Tunes tonight from Caro Emerald's splendid "Deleted Scenes From The Cutting Room Floor". Cha cha BOOM!)

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