There are only two reasons to get up at 2:00 a.m.

One is to go fishing. The other is to catch a flight to Phoenix to pick up your new car and drive it home. The thought has occured to me that this MINI - which I have seen only in photos up to this point - might turn out to be a dud. That through the magic of PhotoShop, the seller is hiding a demolished front fender, stains on the seats and a body in the trunk.

I hope not. He seemed like a nice guy. But ever since sixth grade when I found out that my “friend” Danny had cut apart my new winter coat with a razor blade, I’ve tended to doubt my ability to read other people.

Of course, I did the requisite CarFax report and had an inspection done by the local MINI dealer. I also Googled the seller’s name together with the words “scam,” “idiot” and “asshole.” Everything checks out, though his high school girlfriend still seems pissed. So, my bags are packed and my alarm is set. I’m travelling light, with only the check for the car, a change of clothes and my faith in humanity.

Wish me luck.

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