A-1 Island Auto Salvage at 1805 Worley Ave, Merritt Island, FL 32952

Kelly’s the kind of guy who makes you actually *want* to shop at a junkyard. Bought a couple bumpers from him, and every time I walked in, he treated me like a regular—not just some customer digging through scrap. No hassle, no attitude, just straight-up good service. ---

If your car’s falling apart and you need parts—*any* parts—start here. I’m not just saying that because I’m lazy; I’ve called every pick-and-pull from Mims to St. Cloud, compared every price, and this place *still* beats ‘em all. The guys here know their stuff, they’re honest, and they won’t screw you on the cost. First time I came, I left thinking, *"Damn, I should’ve started here weeks ago."* Won’t make that mistake again.

Okay, full disclosure—I was skeptical when we pulled into this yard. But Kelley? Absolute legend. The second we walked in, he knew exactly what we needed for our car, even though it’s not exactly common. He checked the part himself, had it pulled and ready in under two hours, and even tested it as much as he could. We left happy, but here’s the kicker: later that night, we realized we needed *one more tiny piece*—ours was busted. It was closing time, but they still dug it out for us so we could grab it after hours. That’s not just good service. That’s *insane* service. ---

Man, I spent *months* hunting for decent doors for my Jeep—checked every salvage yard from here to the next county, even scrolled through online listings until my eyes crossed. Then I called this place, and the guy on the phone was like, *"Yeah, we’ve got ‘em. Two white ones, good shape."* Picked ‘em up the same day, and the price? Ridiculously fair. Oh, and when I showed up, the guy let me borrow a 10mm socket because mine was MIA. That little thing made my whole day. Will absolutely be back. ---

So I asked Kelly about wheels for my old Dodge, and his response was: *"$160 for the set. Two of ‘em need the paint stripped, the other two need painting to match—here’s pictures."* I looked at those photos, and let me tell you, I wouldn’t sell those wheels to *anyone*, let alone my worst enemy. The rust, the cracks—it’s like he was trying to unload junk on me. Do *not* trust this place to sell you parts that actually work. ---