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Fantasy Formula 1 - Brazil results

Is it safe to look now?

Wowzers - I haven't been that excited since seeing Sheena Easton live. Crap... did I just type that? Erm... I meant... AC/DC. Yeah. *cough*

Anyway... what a race! A thriller from start to finish, and it could have been such a different outcome. If Vettel had gained a puncture in that tangle, we'd probably be looking at Alonso as World Champion instead.

Congratulations to Jenson for again keeping it cool to take the win.

Phew - I need to go for a lie-down in a darkened room. But first, you'll be wanting to know the Fantasy Formula 1 race results...

 
RACE RESULT
 
 
Position
Name
Points
1
Kristin
81
2
Ollie C
76
3
Olie B
75
4
Andy
74
=5
Cally
68
=5
Claire
68
=7
Stephen H
67
=7
Martin R
67
9
James
64
=10
Mark S
61
=10
Nigel
61
=12
Tony's Mum
59
=12
Martin S
59
=12
Aaron
59
15
Peter Gr
58
16
Owen
53
=17
Tiff
52
=17
Russell
52
19
Ian J
50
20
Ian S
49
21
Paul
48
=22
Heather
47
=22
Tony
47
24
Jade
44
25
Steve M
42
=26
Henry
40
=26
Jennifer
40
28
Scott
34
29
Mark E
33
30
Chris
32
31
Jane
31
32
Elmon
22
33
Peter Ga
16

And now.... The winner of Fantasy Formula 1 is.... not me!... but...

 
RUNNING TOTAL
 
 
Movement
Position
Name
Points
+1
1
Ollie C
1157
-1
2
Elmon
1109
=
3
Olie B
1071
=
4
James
1058
=
5
Ian S
1016
+3
6
Claire
972
-1
7
Russell
968
=
8
Tony's Mum
966
-2
9
Tony
962
=
10
Paul
930
+3
11
Kristin
902
+1
12
Andy
901
-2
13
Steve M
892
+1
14
Stephen H
876
+1
15
Martin S
863
-4
16
Mark E
862
=
17
Nigel
861
+3
18
Martin R
842
+1
19
Owen
830
-2
20
Chris
827
-2
21
Jane
824
=
22
Heather
810
=
23
Scott
789
+4
24
Cally
699
=
25
Peter Gr
698
+1
26
Aaron
691
-1
27
Tiff
687
-4
28
Jennifer
686
-1
29
Jade
675
+1
30
Mark S
600
-1
31
Henry
590
=
32
Peter Ga
534
=
33
Ian J
522

Congratulations to Ollie for bagging the title at the last race! Commiserations to Elmon - that Vettel/Raikkonen/Red Bull/Lotus combo just failed you at the end.

(Mike Oldfield is still in the CD player... tonight with some "Incantations".)

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