The Republic of Nigel Mansell is a tiny, safe nation, remarkable for its barren, inhospitable landscape. The hard-working population of 9 million Nigel Mansellians have some civil rights, but not too many, enjoy the freedom to spend their money however they like, to a point, and take part in free and open elections, although not too often.

The relatively small government juggles the competing demands of Defense, Law & Order, and Public Transport. The average income tax rate is 15.1%.

The Nigel Mansellian economy, worth 434 billion marks a year, is fairly diversified and led by the Uranium Mining industry, with major contributions from Gambling, Automobile Manufacturing, and Furniture Restoration. Average income is 48,249 marks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 3.9 times as much as the poorest.

Political clichés like "band-aid solutions" and "adrenaline shots to the economy" are headed for the dumpster, 4-year-olds studying for their mathematics exams are anxious that they will be unemployable in adulthood if they fail, adulthood begins with the creation of an email account, and estate agents justify funky smells by revealing how often the previous owners showered. Crime is relatively low, thanks to a capable police force. Nigel Mansell's national animal is the falcon, which teeters on the brink of extinction due to toxic air pollution.

Nigel Mansell is ranked 97,668^th in the world and 1^st in Formula One for Largest Manufacturing Sector, scoring 11,838.66 on the Gooback-Jerbs Productivity Index.