Fantasy Formula 1: Spain - the other stuff

Hey, kids! What time is it?!

No, seriously - my watch has stopped. It's random stuff time? Splendid. I just happen to have some secreted about my person. Ooo!

Naughty corner: Kimi – 5 races back, several podiums. Michael – 3 seasons back and... erm... complaining about tyres, why it was better in the old days, and clumsily crashing into Senna. Schumi gets my unwanted vote this time.

Hero: All the team personnel who immediately rushed in to try and tackle the blaze at Williams and make sure everyone was out OK. Bravo. Behind that, Maldonado. I’m critical of his abilities and tendency to crash, but he was brilliant this time out. Williams too.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was Lewis ‘explain to me why I need to stop on track again?’ Hamilton, with a whopping 36 FF1 points.

Mark E makes it 5 races at the front, and still has a reasonably good lead. Is that an extra zero in my spreadsheet...?

Front to back gap – it’s fallen slightly, but 440 points is still pretty big.

In FF1land, it’s Kimi leading the championship, with Maldonado’s win moving him up to 14^th. No-one picked him this year, by the way. You clearly rate him highly. De la Rosa is still last. Lotus top the standings too, with Williams now 6^th, and HRT last.

Fantasy Formula 1: Where Jenson has been practising saying “Monaco, baby! Yeah!” in front of the mirror a bit too much...

Next race: It’s Monaco a go-go! 27^th May.

(I’ll be away that week, so I’m afraid the results will be late. I don’t think Yorkshire has Wi-Fi. Or computers. I’m not sure about electricity either. Or fire.)

(That high-pitched chappie out of a-ha has found his way into my CD player. Morten Harket's "Letter From Egypt". Nifty.)

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