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Fantasy Formula 1 - India results

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Yes, I KNOW.

I was away for the weekend, OK? According to some twitchums, the race was both definitely worth watching and completely boring, even once I managed to accidentally find out Das Sebulator had won before watching it (bah!).

Turns out it was both. Kind of. Anyway, why wasn't I watching F1? Well, I was on a spiritual quest to Oxfordshire, which involved visiting Garden Centres, drinking, and hanging around with several hundred small children whilst they attempted to break the world record for loudest screeching. See? Perfectly normal. Oh, and I purchased a flat cap. Eeee. Cracking.

Anyway, enough about me - you'll be wanting some FF1 results...

 
RACE RESULT
 
 
Position
Name
Points
1
Ollie C
100
=2
Olie B
88
=2
Ian S
88
4
Paul
76
5
Andy
74
6
Tony
70
=7
James
68
=7
Stephen H
68
=9
Chris
64
=9
Elmon
64
=11
Martin S
62
=11
Kristin
62
=13
Tony's Mum
56
=13
Claire
56
15
Steve M
54
=16
Russell
50
=16
Henry
50
18
Martin R
48
19
Owen
46
20
Jennifer
44
21
Scott
41
22
Jane
40
=23
Mark S
34
=23
Cally
34
25
Nigel
32
26
Mark E
30
27
Tiff
29
28
Jade
28
=29
Aaron
26
=29
Peter Ga
26
31
Heather
22
=32
Peter Gr
20
=32
Ian J
20

Some big changes to the running totals this week - it's all kicking off! And whoo! I could still be last by the end of the season! *punches air*

 
                                                       RUNNING TOTAL
 
 
Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Elmon
857
=
2
Ollie C
831
=
3
James
789
+6
4
Olie B
754
=
5
Claire
740
=
6
Tony's Mum
739
+4
7
Ian S
738
-4
8
Mark E
734
-2
9
Russell
730
-1
10
Steve M
722
+1
11
Tony
714
-4
12
Nigel
707
+4
13
Paul
661
+1
14
Martin R
659
-2
15
Jane
658
+2
16
Kristin
643
+2
17
Martin S
639
+3
=18
Stephen H
638
-2
=18
Owen
638
-6
20
Heather
635
+1
21
Chris
623
-2
22
Scott
617
+1
23
Andy
596
-1
24
Tiff
565
=
25
Jennifer
557
-1
26
Peter Gr
533
+1
27
Cally
530
-1
28
Jade
528
=
29
Aaron
518
=
30
Peter Ga
463
=
31
Mark S
456
+1
32
Henry
405
-1
33
Ian J
403

(As I'm at home on a weekday, I'm listening to the radio. Get over it, kay?)
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