I guess mine hit a couple of years ago when I found an old motorcycle just like the one I had when I was young (Honda CB 350). So, I bought it. To firmly convince everyone I was, indeed, afflicted, I also bought an old old '72 Mercury Comet for my son's first car. It was in great shape and looked just like the one I bought new in '73! I have since decided to just face middle-age head on and enjoy the hell out of it. By the way, I love Jimmy Buffett's ode to middle age, "A Pirate Looks At Forty."