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Fantasy Formula 1: India - the other stuff


Friday?! Are you sure? What the hell happened to the rest of the week?!

Well, it's certainly been a busy one if you're a F1 driver's wallet, especially if you belong to Ricciardo, Vergne, Hulkywulkyberg or Raikkonen. All have seen themselves stuffed with extra cash as their owners confirmed drives for 2013. Ricci and Vergne are staying put at Red Bull Jr, whilst Hulkenberg moves to Sauber. But the most exciting confirmation was that His Royal Icemanness is staying put at Lotus.

It was great to seem Kimi's facial expression exactly the same as it was before with joy. Top bloke.

Anyway, here's those random FF1 bits I know you all crave like the pointless-stats-and-facts-junkies you are. That makes me your crap dealer. Sweet.

Naughty corner: No major culprits this race, so I’ll have to plump for Perez, largely because we all know he can do much, much better than that...

Hero: Lewis and McLaren. 5 wheels in 3.3 seconds. Just wow.

Fantasy Formula 1 driver of the day was Seb, with 26 points. He’s top of everything, isn’t he? Show off.

Three races out front now for Elmon, and before that we had Mark E for 14. Ollie C has stalled in 2nd place finally, but there are just 26 points between him and Elmon now... OK to start biting the fingernails now?

Who’s hot, and who’s not?! Alonso is still the top-scoring FF1 driver, whilst the McLaren duo are only 6th and 7th, with Lewis slightly ahead. If you didn’t pick Karthikeyan, get a grown up to give you a pat on the back – he’s still last. Ferrari are still top team, whilst McLaren move up to 3rd this race. HRT are last, but only by 2 points now.

Next race: Some of it has happened already! The Abu Dhabi GP takes place this Sunday, the 4th of November. Expect fireworks. (See what I did there?)

(Banging remixes tonight by OK Go - Ooo! The Static Revenge Remix of White Knuckles!) 

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