70Swinger440
Butcher of Nice Cars
Also, not sure where you got the info about the compression ratios, but the '63 425 horse 426 had 13.5:1 pistons. The '64 425 horse 426 wedge had 12.5:1.
I just checked some reference material, and I was incorrect about the '62 420 horse 413 pistons. They were 13.5:1, not 12.5:1 like I thought. ops:
My dad's brother has a '64 Fury 2 door hardtop, white with a blue interior. It has an 11:1 440 with the Stage III top end, 650 Carters, .557 mechanical cam, 3200 rpm stall speed converter, 4.10 8 3/4 rear. 15x3 1/2 Cragars on the front, 15x7 steel wheels with 10" slicks on the back. It's a full interior, factory 361 A/C car, so it's kind of a boat. This car gets street driven a lot. Ran a best of 12.15 @ 118.
In exchange for helping him work on it, my uncle occasionally let's me drive it around. One nice summer night, in the early 2000's, I'm driving it to a friends house. I'm sitting at a stoplight, in the left lane of a two lane one way street. I have it in neutral, waiting for the light to change. A guy in his late 50's pulls up next to me in a BMW z6 roadster. He's got another guy with him. They're checking out the Fury while we're waiting for the light to change. I clean it out, and put the car in gear. When the light turns green, Pops surprises me by dumping the clutch, and takes off! I stand on it, and catch him as I punch the second gear button. Blow his doors in. I'm not surprised by that. When he pulls up at the next light, he won't even look over, but his passenger's eyes are the size of dinner plates. I blip the throttle again, but he pulls a right turn. Guess he had enough.:burnout: