Buying a new motorcycle saved my life. You might not hear those words often, so let me elaborate. I've been the proud, yet frustrated, owner of a first-gen, highly customized Ducati Monster 900 for the past 11 years. Proud because it's a lovely little Italian icon, mostly spec'd out to my size, weight, and riding style. Frustrated because, well, as many of you know, once you start down the path of customization, it's like opening Pandora's box. Like falling down the rabbit hole, each adjustment here and there keeps pulling you in deeper and deeper. Until you can't see the light from whence you came.