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Fantasy Formula 1: Britain results

What rhymes with "Massive plank"?

Pastor Maldonado. Oh, didn't that rhyme? Doesn't matter. He's still a plank.

In other news... nice one Webbo! Always satisfying to see someone beat Alonso fair and square, especially when everyone continually says he's the best driver in F1. I'm not saying he isn't, but at the British GP, it was nice to at least have a team based in the UK, and a driver who lives here, win the race. Especially as Button scraped a dismal tenth and Hamilton might as well have missed the race and gone out for donuts, rather than performing them after coming home 8th. I think I may have blinked and missed di Resta's race.

Anyway, you want results-flavoured goodness, yes? Open wide...


RACE RESULT


Position
Name
Points
1
Ollie C
82
2
Elmon
68
=3
Olie B
67
=3
Ian S
67
5
Tony's Mum
64
6
Tony
62
7
Andy
61
8
Stephen H
59
9
Martin S
56
10
Russell
55
=11
James
52
=11
Paul
52
13
Chris
48
14
Tiff
47
15
Kristin
46
16
Jane
45
17
Heather
43
18
Claire
40
19
Steve M
39
20
Henry
35
21
Nigel
34
22
Owen
33
23
Jade
29
=24
Peter Gr
28
=24
Mark E
28
=26
Scott
27
=26
Martin R
27
28
Peter Ga
24
29
Aaron
20
30
Cally
19
31
Mark S
17
32
Jennifer
12
33
Ian J
8

Delicious, no? Got room for Running Total pudding loveliness? Of course you have, you greedy git...


RUNNING TOTAL


Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Mark E
419
=
2
Nigel
357
=
3
Tiff
321
+1
4
Steve M
287
-1
5
Peter Ga
278
+6
6
Elmon
273
=
7
Claire
270
-2
8
Peter Gr
269
+5
9
Tony's Mum
264
+3
10
Jane
248
-3
11
Martin R
244
-3
12
Scott
243
-2
13
Owen
240
+3
14
Russell
220
-5
15
Ian J
217
+2
16
James
211
-2
17
Jade
209
+4
18
Tony
190
+6
19
Ollie C
187
+1
20
Heather
184
-5
21
Jennifer
183
+1
22
Martin S
181
-4
23
Aaron
177
-4
24
Cally
174
+2
25
Olie B
140
-2
=26
Mark S
138
=
=26
Stephen H
138
+1
28
Ian S
137
-1
29
Chris
119
=
30
Kristin
110
=
31
Paul
90
=
32
Henry
-2
=
33
Andy
-3

Full now? Wafer thin mint....?

(Diggin' some ancient Blues dude finery, in the form of Leadbelly's "Midnight Special".)

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