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Fantasy Formula 1 - Belgium results

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F1 was certainly back with a bang, then.

It was nearly a nasty bang on the head for Alonso too, who was getting on with his race when a Lotus came flying over the top of his car. And they say its the Red Bull that has wings.

The errant Grosjean gets a pretty harsh slap on the back of the legs with a ruler, and a race weekend to think really hard about what he did, whilst everybody's favourite accident-magnet Maldonad'oh, gets not one, but two penalties. He should have got a 3rd too, for incurring too many penalties and generally being a bit of a bell-end, but that might cause the universe to implode.

Anyway, you didn't come here to hear me complain (did you...?), so here's some resulty looking things in a nice shade of green.

 
RACE RESULT
 
 
Position
 
Name
Points
1
Andy
120
2
Chris
118
3
Elmon
98
=4
Ian S
96
=4
Ollie C
96
=6
Olie B
94
=6
Tony
94
=6
Paul
94
9
Claire
90
10
Stephen H
89
=11
Scott
78
=11
Kristin
78
=13
James
75
=13
Russell
75
15
Heather
74
16
Mark S
71
17
Jane
68
=18
Tony's Mum
67
=18
Owen
67
20
Henry
60
21
Cally
59
22
Martin R
57
23
Jennifer
53
=24
Martin S
52
=24
Aaron
52
=24
Jade
52
27
Nigel
45
28
Steve M
41
29
Tiff
32
=30
Ian J
31
=30
Peter Ga
31
32
Mark E
26
33
Peter Gr
20

 Hang on a cotton-picking-goddam-minute! How come I only got 20?! Oh right - Kobayashi. And Sauber. Thanks, Romain. I'm making a wild guess that the Running Total won't see me going upwards, then.

 
RUNNING TOTAL
 
 
Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Mark E
528
+1
2
Elmon
521
-1
3
Nigel
484
+2
4
James
451
=
=5
Tony's Mum
450
+2
=5
Russell
450
-3
7
Steve M
447
+1
8
Claire
428
+2
9
Heather
411
-3
10
Tiff
407
+1
11
Jane
404
+3
12
Ollie C
403
+5
13
Tony
397
-5
14
Martin R
395
-1
15
Owen
387
+5
16
Olie B
368
+2
17
Scott
365
-1
18
Jade
356
-6
19
Peter Gr
355
+5
20
Ian S
341
-5
21
Peter Ga
337
-2
22
Martin S
332
=
23
Cally
325
-2
24
Aaron
323
+3
25
Stephen H
321
-2
26
Jennifer
316
+3
=27
Chris
313
-1
=27
Kristin
313
=
29
Paul
306
-4
30
Ian J
266
=
31
Mark S
251
=
32
Andy
247
=
33
Henry
158

Down 6? Ouch.

(Music tonight from that chap that shows up at everything and plays Hey Jude. Used to be in The Beatles. Not Ringo - the other one. Yeah, him. Macca is currently "Tripping The Live Fantastic - Highlights!")
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