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  My 1972 CB750 Honda, an Exciting Story 


  This is the story of the life of a 1972 CB750 SOHC Honda with some very unusual events  

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This is the story about my 1972 CB750 Honda SOHC

I bought this motorcycle from a man named Craig.  He was a Karate Instructor and also a very nice person.  The bike was his dream bike which he had sitting in his back yard.  He had nine inch extensions on the front forks, a custom paint job with a devil holding a naked girl and bats flying around on the gas tank, the stock seat, a sissy bar, custom foot pegs and a lot of stuff.  I bought the bike for a hundred dollars.  It ran, but it had oil squirting out of the engine somewhere in the heads.  My 1972 750 Honda after I got it back and cleaned it up.

I pulled the engine and cleaned the whole insides, piston, ports and then put new gaskets and O-rings in it and then put the engine back in the frame.  It still had an oil leak.  I again pulled the whole engine out and did the same thing.  I didn't notice any problems, but it still squirted oil out of the area of the heads.  I just couldn't figure out where the oil was coming from.  So I talked to my friend who owned a motorcycle shop and he told me to buy some of the Arid Extra Dry Powder Spray Deodorant and use it.  So I sprayed my arm pits and the engine still leaked.  Then I talked to Chris again and he told me to use it on the bike and not me.  (A little joke there)  So, I cleaned the engine totally and then sprayed the oil on the area where the leak was located.  It left a white powder all over the area and as soon as I started the motor, I could see exactly where the leak was coming from. 

What happened was that the cam chain was so worn out that it was slapping back and forth, sideways, and cut a hole in the tunnel between the cylinders.  I didn't want to take the engine out again so I bought some epoxy putty and put that over the broken area.  This plugged the leak and held up for thousands of miles. 

The engine also had a number of broken cooling fins, so I used the rest of the putty that I mixed and formed the fins.  After the putty dried, I used a file to make the fins look original.  I never thought that this would hold, but I didn't want to just throw the putty away.  Well, these fins looked like new and held up for thousands of miles.  My 1972 CB750 Honda Closeup, Look at all of the Chrome!

After I got it all together I got rid of the extended front end, the pull backs and, because I kept knocking my shins on the custom chrome foot pegs, I got rid of them too.  I put new seals in the new front end and new foot pegs and handle bars on the bike.  I rode it everywhere and it ran great.  The engine was the most worn out engine that I have ever seen and the pistons would slop back and forth. It had more blow by than any engine that I have ever seen and the clutch slipped like mad. 

So to make sure that the bike didn't just wear out even more and leave me stranded, I put some Energy Release in the engine.  It made the bike run quite a bit better.  When I checked the oil, it was incredibly black, so I changed it.  In just a short while, the oil again was totally black, so I changed it again.  The Energy Release additive was cleaning all of the junk and carbons out of the inside.  At the same time, it was cleaning the carbons off of the clutch plates and stopped it from slipping altogether.  The only time it would slip is when I was running about ninety miles per hour down a bumpy back road and the bike would come off of the ground and let the rear tire spin in the air freely, then land and the shock would cause the clutch to slip momentarily.  The Energy Release really made the engine run nice, it stopped the clutch from slipping and the oil no longer became super black.

I still remember the Energy Release companies number, it is 7-800-234-6437 if anyone would want to put it in their engine.  I use it everywhere now and will never change.  But, on other bikes that I used it on, if they had a Barnett clutch, it caused these clutches to slip.  I had this experience myself and others that have use the product had the same problem.

But, back to the bike.  I bought it in 1989 and in 1993 I drove it from Western Illinois to Little Rock Arkansas, non stop and totally on back roads. I like the back roads the best, unless you're trying to make a lot of time.  The distance, one way was about 600 miles and I had a ball driving all day and long into the night on the mountain roads of Arkansas.  I was going to my late friends parents house and I have never been there before.  They told me that it was the second house on the right after I went on some side streets so I drove into the driveway of the second house.  I knocked on the door and no one answered, but I saw the blinds move when someone was looking at me.  So I knocked on the door some more and a little more.  Then I honked the horn a little and no one answered. 

There was something wrong, so I drove out of the driveway and back up the street.  Really, I went to the third house on the street, the second house was about two hundred feet from the road on a five acre plot.  So that's where I went next and it turned out to be the right house. 

Just a few minutes later, I noticed a police car shining the lights on the third house.  He then drove to the house where I was at and was shining the light around there too.  I turned my headlight on and shined it back at him, so he drove up the driveway and we talked for a while.  The neighbors called the cops on me and if I was still there, with the attitude of the police officer, I would have ended up in jail and he would have never checked out my story.  Keep Reading Below the Video.


  Watch this Video about this 1972 CB750 K2 Honda. 

Anyway, I stayed at my friends parents house for about five days.  My friend was from the Navy and he died in a motorcycle wreck, driving like a mad man through the streets of Sacramento.  His parents and brother were very nice people and treated me very well.  But, the time was up and I drove back home through the Lake of the Woods Missouri area, a place that I have never been before.

It started raining about a hundred miles south of the Lake of the Woods and I was totally prepared with a brand new O'Neal Rain Suit.  I didn't drive fifty miles before it started to tear from flapping in the wind.  When I got to the Lake of the Woods there were cars jammed up for miles.  I thought that there must have been a wreck and I sat and sat and sat in traffic which only moved a cars distance every five minutes.  After an hour of doing this, I said that's enough, so I passed everyone on the shoulder of the road.  Just about four cars in front of me was a police car, so I just waived and kept on driving.  It turned out that there was just too much traffic for a two lane road.  Believe me, I never want to go to the Lake of the Woods again, ever in my whole life.  Forget it, I hate massive crowds on a motorcycle.

From there, I drove through Quincy Illinois.  I stopped to eat and when I got off of my bike, the O'Neil Rain Suit was totally torn to rags.  The only thing that was still good was the plastic on the front of me and that's why I kept wearing it.  I walked into the fast food restaurant and there were parts of the suit dragging on the ground in long shreds.  I felt like the boggy creek monster and looked like a total mess too.  I will never, ever, buy another O'Neal Product again.  After paying fifty or sixty bucks for a motorcycle suit, it should have lasted longer than fifty miles, what a piece of junk. 

Anyway, I ate and then got gas and headed the last eighty miles to my house.  Just after I crossed the Mississippi River into Illinois, the engine started running a little rough.  It felt like it was hitting reserve.  It was raining really hard, it was totally dark outside and the wind was really blowing hard.  So I put my knees over the exposed K&N Air Cleaners to see if the side wind was causing the carbs to be out of balance and that didn't help.  So I turned the gas to reserve thinking that their must be some kind of junk in the fuel line, and that didn't help either.  So I rode home the rest of the eighty miles with a faltering engine. 

When I pulled into the garage, it was totally dark.  I turned out the headlights and the lights were still on.  I thought to myself, where is this light coming from.  I got off of the bike and the right two pipes were glowing bright white just like a florescent bulb.  I switched the engine off thinking that the lights would go out and they didn't.  They finally turned red and then the glow was gone.  I was thinking that if I didn't have the Energy Release in the engine, it would have seized.  Also, I realized that if it wasn't raining so hard, I would have melted the pipes right off of my bike, it would have been a mess. 

So, the bike sat for a long time, and one day a friend was complaining how he had no money and no transportation and life was just terrible.  So I gave him the bike, Look at the Video Above,  I had all of the parts to fix the bike and I was going to do all of the work, I just couldn't pick the engine out of the frame by myself because I'm a disabled Vet.  He loaded the bike on the trailer and I signed the title over to him and then he said that he was doing me such a big favor getting this piece of shit off my property.  I should have busted his teeth out, the bastard.  It turned out that he made twice the money that I did, his parents built his house for him and paid all of the bills and let them use one of their trucks or cars anytime that he wanted.  He took all of the extra 750 parts away and then stripped the bike and use the pieces for something else.  All of the time, he was telling other people, which I heard through the grapevine, that I screwed him over by giving him the bike.  So here's my answer today.  If you want something for free, go to work and buy it yourself. I would rather junk anything than give it away.  This is not just because of this ungrateful jerk, it's because of so many people who wanted things from me free, then told other people I was an ass hole because I gave it to them. 

So I finally told the guy that I wanted the bike back and the parts too.  In the video is what it looked like after I cleaned years of dirt off it and that's all.  It's a beautiful bike.  Today is April 27th 2009 and I will be rebuilding the bike, every part, starting in a couple of weeks as soon as I get the garage cleaned out.  I've been in bed for about three years now and haven't been able to do very much at all, so everything is a mess. 

This story will continue as I go into the rebuild. You will love it.



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