2007 Speedway Grand Prix of Germany - Starting Positions Draw

Starting Positions Draw

  1. (7) Matej Žagar (Slovenia)
  2. (16) Christian Hefenbrock (Germany)
  3. (15) Chris Harris (United Kingdom)
  4. (8) Tomasz Gollob (Poland)
  5. (5) Leigh Adams (Australia)
  6. (6) Hans N. Andersen (Denmark)
  7. (3) Nicki Pedersen (Denmark)
  8. (1) Jason Crump (Australia)
  9. (4) Andreas Jonsson (Sweden)
  10. (10) Antonio Lindbäck (Sweden) → (19) Peter Karlsson (Sweden)
  11. (13) Wiesław Jaguś (Poland)
  12. (12) Bjarne Pedersen (Denmark)
  13. (9) Jarosław Hampel (Poland) → (20) Kai Laukkanen (Finland)
  14. (2) Greg Hancock (United States)
  15. (14) Rune Holta (Poland)
  16. (11) Scott Nicholls (United Kingdom)
  17. (17) Martin Smolinski (Germany)
  18. (18) Tobias Kroner (Germany)

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