Well, my 50th birthday was July 1, you guyz in SOHC4 nominating my ride caps it off!
This bike sat untouched in my friends garage since 1982 under lawn furniture and boxes of junk. It wasn't for sale, it was basically ignored and forgotten. I talked him into letting me buy it this Spring. Yoshimura pistons, cam, valves, retainers, springs, ported & polished head, Barnett clutch, Morris Mags, reversed dual front calipers, Lockhead rear caliper and master, S&W shocks, Deraille oil cooler, custom tail. I added the hand-bent Yosh race pipe (you gotta hear this thing BARK!), Racer1 Dick Cycle West 1/2 fairing, clubman bars and 1984 700 Magna front master cylinder and liscense plate light. Only parts modern are the new braided steel brake lines, Dunlop GT501 skins and the supremely comfortable re-upholstered seat. I took it completely apart and put it back together in about 2 months. Gave it a Chevy orange engine paint rattle can squirt-job just for fun 2 days before the trip. Will give it a new-fangled polished aluminum House of Kolor paint, swiss-cheez the discs and figure-out rearsets eventualy.
I put close to 2,000 miles on it since June 10th including a total-anarchy-tour of Laconia, NH for bike week. This bike totally walks-the-walk and talks-the-talk. I am happily amazed at how flawlessly it handles at all speeds including 100+ mph sweepers. No problems other than signal lenses loosening up and the hi-beam wire getting loose. Hasn't leaked 1 drop of oil!! Oh yeah, it DID have a flat 1 block from a Harley dealer at 4pm on a Friday afternoon up in Conway. Removed gas tank, laid bike on its side on some cardboard boxes, yanked the 16" rear Morris mag, handed the dude the wheel, he had a 16" tube (of course).I was all fixed and back on the road in 45 minutes; when I first saw the flat, I thought my trip was over on the very 1st day. Turned into the best trip in years (if ever).
Saturday I led all my bros on their new crotch-rockets thru all the backroads in the White Mountains. Before we started, there were some snickers about "waiting-up" for Andy on his old bike. A couple of them are cops and they have FAST bikes. I passed EVERYBODY on Rt 28 at 130 mph and was in the lead for the rest of the day (I know the NH roads after a dozen tours). Of course, I don't have the top-end speed of the new bikes, but this bike HANDLES and I really spanked it all weekend. At one point on beautiful (and FAST) rt 153, we travelled around 50-60 miles w/o seeing a car or bike in front of us the whole way. Absolutely flew at 90-125 mph the whole way. One bud remarked later it was like riding in the Twilight Zone; it was so surreal and so perfect.
THIS CB750 IS MY ALL-TIME KEEPER!
