Good point Stev-o. I was reluctant to take it to 10K in 1976, no reason to start now.
In 1976 my mother took me to pick up the new bike at the dealer in Phoenix, Arizona. As I was finalizing the deal a young man pulled out of the service bay riding an identical CB400F. He pulled the bike into a wheelie and rode it into two lanes of traffic causing both lanes to screech to a halt. I promised my mother I would not do that, and I kept that promise.