Imagine this:
1972 Tehran/Iran - Hot summer night and the sun is just settling and city is alive as the weekend is just starting. Bars are full, cinemas are buzzing and everyone is in ticket lines to see "Last Tango In Paris". Across the street from the cinema you can see Bob's Big Boy and parking lot is full of CB750s and Hondas roll in and out. As the midnight approaches all motorcycles start and everyone races to meet uptown at a special spot for local food and drinks (Fast and Furious style 1972) ;-)
The CB750s where the work horse back then as they were used for pleasure, work and commuter. One could not help but see 1000's of them per day. As a 12 year old, I certainly had my share.
In 1974 at the age of 14, I bought my own brand new CB750K but only enjoyed it for couple of years as I left the country for USA. We used to just call it the FOUR.
In 1978, during and after the hostile takeover of the Mullahs an Islamic Republic many self claimed leader were shot by assassins who ride 2 up on a CB750K (passenger would be facing the wrong way with a AK-47). They'd weave through traffic, do a drive-by, and be gone in seconds. They were heroes to us kids. Sometimes they were called the angels as they had a huge Honda Wing logo on the back of their jackets.
Shortly after 1979 all motorcycles over 250CC were illegal and banned in Iran. They were all collected and the revolutionary guard used them to protect themselves.
Toady, I'm 50 and I'm building my own 1974 CB750K in memory of the "Angels".
-K