hi guys well i'm new to this forum so i thought i would tell you about me and my bike life together. My father bought a brand new 1975 honda cb 750 k5 he road it often with my mother back before they had me and my older brother. Once they had kids it kinda fell to the back burner the last time he ever road it was when i was five he took me for a ride and i was hooked to that bike loved it nothing else compared to it in my eyes. Well she sat for about 20 years in my parents garage wasting away and it was driving me nuts id spend whatever money i had to spare buying bits and pieces that i new it would need to run again. My dad wanted to help because he wanted to ride again but he was also trying to restore his 1980 z/28 camaro so the bike wasn't in the buget at the time. Then he was struck with colon cancer and i was left to finish the restoration of his car that my older brother loved but had no time to help me so i did it for him and my dad while i watched the bike i loved sit and fall in deeper need of restoration. Towards the end of my dads life my mother had a talk to my father and i knew nothing about this till after he died last year that my mom was unhappy with the fact that my brother got a fully restored car and i was left with the poor honda that was looking well a little tired and needed lots of tlc. So the last 2 months of his life he sat me down and said to me son if i'm still here this winter me and you will restore the bike together just like we did your honda moped when i was 12 years old. Sad to say he died september 4, 2013 less than a month away from his 60th birthday but he left one last surprise for me a large chunk of money just to restore his bike and apology that we never got the chance to do it together. So about 2 months after his death the restoration began but me and my dad never realized the price of the restoration would cost so much the parts alone cost what my dad left so much of the restoration i did myself due to cost of labor. Just about a year later i have her 99% complete with tons of money and time invested i know the bike will probably never be worth what was put back in her but to me she was worth every penny, busted knuckle, and lost time with my wife and daughter. Without the support of my family i don't think i ever would of been able to bring her back to life and the first thing i did with her when i took her for the first ride in over 20 years was take to my dads grave site and said well dad we did it. So that's the life of me and my honda together and our story, i have riding most of my life just loved riding bikes always have and always will.