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Arias Pistons 12.5:1 Compression 82mm Bore Honda B-series on 2040-parts.com

US $499.99
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Orlando, Florida, United States

Orlando, Florida, United States
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Arias Pistons 12.5:1 Compression 82mm bore Honda B-Series
Description

Honda/Acura B18c1 DOHC VTEC 
1.8L 
Stock Bore: 82mm
Stroke: 3.433
Rod: 5.430
Head CC: 41.6
Gasket: .028
Deck: .005
Compression Height: 1.180
Dome CC: 6
Compression Ration with Stock Head: 12.5:1 
Required Ring set: 1012303228



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