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Fantasy Formula 1 - United States results

Texas. I believe they had some instruments there once.

Not only was the circuit great, the weather fab, the hats big and the helicopter pilot with a camera on board a complete nutter, it also provided a great race in front of enthusiastic fans.

Considering that a clearly dominant Vettel looked like he was going to grab the title from a floundering Alonso with a race to spare, for 'Nando to come away with only a 3 point increase in the gap to Das Sebulator was pretty amazing. Happily, it means we all get to hog the sofa next Sunday tea-time as it goes to the last race in Brazil.

Add in that some smiley bloke who looks a lot like Hamilton won the race (it can't be Lewis can it? He wasn't scowling.), and it was a really rather splendid weekend all round... apart from having to stay up until gone midnight to watch the edited coverage on the BBC.

Anyway, you'll be wanting to know who scored what, won't you? Righty-ho...

 
RACE RESULT
 
 
Position
Name
Points
1
Paul
92
2
Andy
89
3
Olie B
88
3
Ian S
88
5
Ollie C
84
=6
James
77
=6
Martin S
77
=6
Kristin
77
=9
Tony
73
=9
Henry
73
11
Stephen H
66
12
Steve M
62
=13
Russell
58
=13
Martin R
58
=13
Jennifer
58
16
Cally
55
=17
Elmon
54
=17
Claire
54
19
Aaron
51
=20
Chris
50
=20
Tony's Mum
50
=20
Owen
50
23
Heather
48
24
Scott
45
=25
Mark S
40
=25
Jade
40
=27
Jane
35
=27
Nigel
35
29
Peter Gr
32
30
Ian J
28
31
Tiff
24
32
Mark E
16
33
Peter Ga
11

Pretty gosh-darned exciting, no? And look what that's done to the totals!

 
RUNNING TOTAL
 
 
Movement
Position
Name
Points
=
1
Elmon
1087
=
2
Ollie C
1081
+1
3
Olie B
996
-1
4
James
994
=
5
Ian S
967
=
6
Russell
916
+2
7
Tony
915
-1
8
Tony's Mum
907
-1
9
Claire
904
+1
10
Paul
882
+1
11
Steve M
850
-2
12
Mark E
829
+5
13
Andy
827
+2
14
Kristin
821
+2
15
Stephen H
809
+3
16
Martin S
804
-4
17
Nigel
800
-3
18
Chris
795
-5
19
Jane
793
-1
20
Owen
777
=
21
Martin R
775
=
22
Heather
763
=
23
Scott
755
+3
24
Jennifer
646
=
25
Peter Gr
640
-2
26
Tiff
635
+1
27
Aaron
632
+1
28
Cally
631
-2
28
Jade
631
+2
30
Henry
550
=
31
Mark S
539
-2
32
Peter Ga
518
=
33
Ian J
472

6 points between 1st and 2nd! Yowzers!

(Am I still listening to Mike Oldfield CD's whilst growing my hair long and cultivating a bushy beard? Why yes - I bloody well am. Tonight's Oldfest is 2006's "The Platinum Collection". And there's nothing you can do about it.)

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