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Fantasy Formula 1 - Hungary Results

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Sometimes there's a wonderful "huh?" moment in F1.

Today's was when the lights didn't go to red at the start, but flashed green and yellow. I'm sure all the drivers are briefed, and everyone knows the drill, but they all just sat there - no-one wanted to be the first to move.

In the most high-tech sport in the world, it took Charlie Whiting waving at them to make them go.

To be honest, it wasn't the most thrilling of races, but Happy Hamilton "The slow boys won't get out of my way! It's not fair! Boohoohooo - I'm telling Charlie!" winning does mean the front end of the points table still looks deliciously tight.

What we really need now, as the excitement level ramps up, is.... to take 5 weeks off. Dammit.

Still, to keep you occupied, I want you to memorise the points you all scored today. It's easy to remember mine. I came last...


RACE RESULT

Position
Name
Points
1
Paul
76
2
James
74
3
Elmon
72
4
Tony
65
5
Henry
64
6
Heather
63
=7
Olie B
62
=7
Ian S
62
=7
Steve M
62
=7
Russell
62
11
Andy
58
=12
Martin S
57
=12
Kristin
57
14
Jennifer
52
=15
Ollie C
48
=15
Tony's Mum
48
17
Jane
43
18
Martin R
42
19
Owen
40
=20
Cally
36
=20
Aaron
36
=20
Jade
36
23
Scott
34
=24
Stephen H
32
=24
Claire
32
26
Chris
31
=27
Nigel
26
=27
Mark E
26
29
Peter Ga
24
30
Tiff
18
=31
Ian J
14
=31
Mark S
14
33
Peter Gr
10

And, as you can see from the table below, I'm moving down so fast I can feel a nosebleed coming on...


RUNNING TOTAL

Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Mark E
502
=
2
Nigel
439
+1
3
Elmon
423
+1
4
Steve M
406
+1
5
Tony's Mum
383
+4
6
James
376
-4
=7
Tiff
375
+1
=7
Russell
375
=
=9
Claire
338
+2
=9
Martin R
338
+4
11
Heather
337
=
12
Jane
336
-6
13
Peter Gr
335
=
14
Owen
320
+2
15
Ollie C
307
-3
16
Peter Ga
306
-1
17
Jade
304
+1
18
Tony
303
-1
19
Scott
287
+2
20
Martin S
280
+3
21
Olie B
274
-2
22
Aaron
271
-2
23
Cally
266
+1
24
Jennifer
263
+2
25
Ian S
245
-3
=26
Ian J
235
+2
=26
Kristin
235
-2
28
Stephen H
232
+2
29
Paul
212
=
30
Chris
195
-2
31
Mark S
180
=
32
Andy
127
=
33
Henry
98

I'm off for a 5 week lie-down.

(Remember River City People? No?! I saw them twice live - really rather good. Chuffed to find out years later that the lead singer had a solo album out in 2002. Siobhan Maher-Kennedy's "Immigrant Flower" is really rather splendid.)
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