This 1965 Falcon Futura first caught my eye, not the Prius. But seeing them jowl-to-cheek gave me a dramatic lesson in how far car aerodynamics have come. Well, at least in common everyday cars. The Tatra T77 of 1934 still has this Prius’ Cd of .25 handily beat. The Falcon? Who knows; probably around .50 or so. But this semi-fastback roof on the Falcon was the hot new thing when it came out on the 1963.5 Fords, specifically to help the big Galaxie on the high speed NASCAR tracks.
The Prius’ slippery shape has become pretty ubiquitous now, and its not such a strange sight. But when you see it next to the boxy Falcon, it’s apparent that we’re finally getting the hang of what the early pioneers of aerodynamics were getting at.
This particular Falcon evokes lots of memories, and they’re not so good. I had an Assistant Scout Master who drove one exactly like this, despite being rich. He was a royal PIA, dragging our asses out of our sleeping bags on camping trips at 6 AM for calisthenics. After our late night rumbles and Lord Of The Flies-type devolutionary activities, it did not engender warm feelings to him. And having to ride three across in that cramped back seat, stinking to high heaven, while he found the nearest Catholic Church on Sunday morning for Mass, gave us time to hatch various assassination plans, while listening to the nasal whine of the little 170 cubic inch six as it struggled with its load of hung-over scouts. At least he was a good driver and drove pretty damn fast on the winding Maryland back roads; I’ll give him that. It’s the only thing that kept us from executing our evil plans.