Fantasy Formula 1: Abu Dhabi

Fantasy Formula 1: Abu Dhabi - the other stuff

"Kimi...."

"What?!"

"Thank's for winning the Grand Prix for us, Lotus really..."

"Yes, Yes, Yes, I know you're pleased, now leave me alone!"

"But we just wanted to..."

"Where's my choc ice?"

"Um....."

"Kimi want Coke! Now! NOW NOW NOW!"

"Just give it to him... it seems to be working. Mind you fingers though, he can be a bit..."

"GRARARGGGGGGHHHH!!!!"

"Ambulance to Enstone immediately, please."

Naughty corner: How long have you got? There was a greater than usual display of grade 1 muppetry going on at Abu Dhabi, wasn’t there? I’m plumping for Webber though, for a quality showcase of error-strewn driving that made him look like he’s been getting lessons from Grosjean.

Hero: Remember my affection for Nick Heidfeld and his lovely beard? I think Kimi and his radio messages may be creeping ahead... and for the win, of course. About time too.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was that Vettel chappie, with an astonishing 57 points. Crikey.

Elmon’s record-breaking 176 point score sees him maintain the lead for a fourth race, with Mark E leading the preceding 14. 2 left, and the gap to Ollie C in second is now 36 points. In his 13th season of FF1, is this Elmon’s year? (That sounded quite professional, didn’t it? Sorry about that.)

Vettel takes over the most-points-scored-in-FF1 lead from Alonso, whilst Perez somehow manages to remain 5th best driver to have picked. Yes, Karthikeyan is still last. Seb’s super score sees Red Bull take over the lead from Ferrari, whilst Lotus move up to 3rd. HRT are still entirely last.

Remarkably, the top 3 scores this race are the top 3 of the season, whilst Elmon clears the magical 1000 point mark.

Next race: Head over to the USA y’all! It’s the inaugural US GP on the 18th of November! It’s on in the evening (if you’ve got Sky) or after beddie-byes time (if you’ve only got the BBC). Yee! And in all probability, Ha!

(More of Mr Oldfield playing tonight - this time it's one of my favourite albums, 1982's "Five Miles Out".)

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