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Fantasy F1 - Italy results

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Blimey - there were more breakdowns in that race than I used to get in my Fiat Punto on an average weekend.

Still, it's nothing like a decade or so ago, is it? In those misty, out of focus, hard to remember, days you were lucky if anyone finished at all. Sometimes, the things one of the drivers would do to the others were shocking. Giant elastic bands across the track, explosives, oil slicks on the surface - they'd try anything, and... wait... that was Wacky Races, wasn't it?   

Good race, though! And Maldonad'oh didn't crash in to anyone or get a penalty. Something to tell your Grandchildren. If he doesn't run them off the road and into a ditch first.

You'll be wanting the results, then. Righty-ho.

 
RACE RESULT
 
 
Position
Name
Points
1
Steve M
75
2
Nigel
70
3
James
69
4
Martin R
67
5
Mark E
66
6
Jennifer
64
=7
Martin S
63
=7
Kristin
63
9
Ollie C
58
=10
Olie B
55
=10
Ian S
55
=12
Henry
52
=12
Paul
52
14
Tony's Mum
51
=15
Peter Gr
50
=15
Tiff
50
=17
Cally
42
=17
Russell
42
=17
Owen
42
20
Aaron
38
21
Claire
37
22
Heather
36
23
Stephen H
35
=24
Jane
28
=24
Elmon
28
=26
Tony
26
=26
Andy
26
=26
Jade
26
=26
Peter Ga
26
30
Ian J
22
31
Mark S
16
32
Scott
15
33
Chris
12

And here's the scores on the doors. Yup. Mark E is still leading!

 
RUNNING TOTAL
 
 
Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Mark E
594
+1
2
Nigel
554
-1
3
Elmon
549
+3
4
Steve M
522
-1
5
James
520
-1
6
Tony's Mum
501
-2
7
Russell
492
=
8
Claire
465
+5
9
Martin R
462
+2
10
Ollie C
461
-1
11
Tiff
457
-3
12
Heather
447
-2
13
Jane
432
+1
14
Owen
429
+1
=15
Olie B
423
-2
=15
Tony
423
+2
17
Peter Gr
405
+2
18
Ian S
396
+3
19
Martin S
395
-2
20
Jade
382
-4
=21
Scott
380
+5
=21
Jennifer
380
+4
23
Kristin
376
-1
24
Cally
367
-4
25
Peter Ga
363
-2
26
Aaron
361
+2
27
Paul
358
-3
28
Stephen H
356
-2
29
Chris
325
=
30
Ian J
288
+1
31
Andy
273
-1
32
Mark S
267
=
33
Henry
210

I know. You was robbed. Get over it.

(Mr McCartney is performing his 2005 album, "Chaos And Creation In The Backyard" now. Just let him get on with it, OK? Thanks.)
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