The Holden Racing Team (sometimes known by its sponsored identity Toll Holden Racing Team) is a Melbourne based motor racing team. HRT is the most successful V8 Supercar racing team in the history of the category, having won the drivers championship six times, and the series signature race the Bathurst 1000 seven times (1990, 1996, 2001, 2002, 2005, 2009, 2011). HRT is the official competition representative of Australian car manufacturer GM Holden Ltd, and its performance vehicle partner Holden Special Vehicles. The team is based out of Clayton, a suburb of Melbourne, Victoria where it shares some of its facilities with sister-team, Walkinshaw Racing as a subsidiary of Walkinshaw Performance. Like its predecessor as the official Holden supported team, the Holden Dealer Team, the team has been based out of Melbourne its whole life, maintaining the close geographical link with the corporate headquarters of Holden.
The team's current full-time drivers are Garth Tander, and James Courtney.
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