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Fantasy Formula 1 - Singapore results

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Splendid!

I do like the Singapore GP - great spectacle, enthusiastic support, and Michael Schumacher being a tit. What more could you ask for?

How about the front 2 on the grid having car problems? 2 safety car periods? Stewards being paid overtime? Grosjean and Maldonado NOT crashing into anyone? Ah - go on then, seeing as it's you.

A late call on Webber using one of the side streets to overtake resulted in him getting a penalty, so you have the pleasure of knowing that the scores below are from my 2nd attempt at calculating them. That grinding noise? It's my teeth.

Here you are then - double your pleasure...

 
RACE RESULT
 
 
Position
Name
Points
1
Andy
102
2
Olie B
99
3
Elmon
98
4
Ollie C
96
5
Chris
94
=6
James
90
=6
Kristin
90
8
Tony
88
9
Stephen H
86
10
Jane
85
11
Heather
82
=12
Owen
81
=12
Paul
81
14
Russell
79
=15
Ian S
78
=15
Claire
78
17
Cally
74
18
Martin S
69
=19
Mark S
68
=19
Tony's Mum
68
21
Jade
66
=22
Scott
65
=22
Martin R
65
24
Mark E
61
25
Steve M
56
26
Jennifer
55
=27
Aaron
52
=27
Henry
52
29
Nigel
47
30
Ian J
46
31
Peter Ga
40
32
Peter Gr
39
33
Tiff
25

And the splendid news is that, after the recount, I only move down 5 places, and not 6! Woo.

 
RUNNING TOTAL
 
 
Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Mark E
655
+1
2
Elmon
647
+2
3
James
610
-2
4
Nigel
601
-1
5
Steve M
578
-1
6
Russell
571
-1
7
Tony's Mum
569
+2
8
Ollie C
557
-1
9
Claire
543
+2
10
Heather
529
-2
11
Martin R
527
+3
12
Olie B
522
=
13
Jane
517
+1
14
Tony
511
-1
15
Owen
510
-5
16
Tiff
482
+1
17
Ian S
474
+5
18
Kristin
466
=
19
Martin S
464
=
20
Jade
448
=
21
Scott
445
-5
22
Peter Gr
444
+5
23
Stephen H
442
=
24
Cally
441
+2
25
Paul
439
-5
26
Jennifer
435
+2
27
Chris
419
-2
28
Aaron
413
-4
29
Peter Ga
403
+1
30
Andy
375
+1
31
Mark S
335
-2
32
Ian J
334
=
33
Henry
262

6 races left - FF1 is still wide-open...

(Poptastic! Listening to Mika's "The Boy Who Knew Too Much".)
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