Hi 182. I started admiring Ducati's (from a distance) in the 851 era, then completely fell in love when the 916 came out. That thumping twin in a delicate, steel tube frame with the rattling clutch, etc. was like a raw, mechanical beast in a hard, candy shell. So different than the sterile Japanese bikes I saw on the road, but my budget was more in the $1000 range, so no Ducati for me.
At 38, with a better paying job, I decided that to reduce the suckiness of turning 40, I'd buy myself a brand new, red Ducati for 40th birthday. A modern version of the same steel tube, dry clutch, half skeletal machine/half liquid shell as the 851's and 916's I fell in love with.
Then I read about the upcoming 1199 and it's lack of the unique qualities that (I felt) set Ducati apart, and realized that by the time I turned 40, getting the new Ducati I wanted would no longer be an option. I was gonna get an 848, then "what? no dry clutch?" An 1198 then. "What? a plastic tank? For the bike of a lifetime?" Then I read about the 1198SP. Steel tube frame, slipper dry clutch, lightweight, forged wheels, beautiful aluminum tank, full Ohlins. Jesus Christ that's a lot of money, but it's... perfect.
So at 38 I ordered an SP, had it assembled without the mirrors, told them "no one rides this" (I was there when it came out of the crate) and had it van delivered to my place where I pushed it into my kitchen (no mirrors) with the stickers still on the tires and waited 20 months for my 40 year old self to show up and claim his bike.
It made me anxious to turn 40, so it worked perfectly.