The story is this 1974 cb750 was last licensed in 1994, I was born in 1993 LOL. Every time I visited my grandfather I noticed this big old motorycle sitting in his old cattle trailer with no windows and no tarp over it. I bugged him every time about it, and finally while my dad was working on getting his scooter running I pulled out that old girl. I started by removing the carbs and giving them a bath in pine-sol, I took the bowls off cleaned the carbs, some fresh gas and It fired! Low and behold my grandpa gives me the title to the bike and says "have at her".