So yeah… I said it out loud: 700 hp NA1 NSX. Which is basically taking stock power and multiplying it by “bad decisions.” This is not a bolt-ons-and-vibes plan. If I’m serious, it’s twin turbo, E85, real tuning, and the engine has to come apart because the factory bottom end isn’t going to smile through that kind of torque.
But I’m also not pretending I’m finishing this build in a neat, cinematic timeline. I’m doing the normal-person version: pick a direction, buy the core pieces, then disappear for a while.
The core plan (keeping it realistic — not buying everything at once)
If I’m chasing 700 the “clean” way, the smartest move is a complete twin-turbo system that already has the big stuff engineered—manifolds, turbos, intercooler, piping, all of it designed to fit and work together.
Then it becomes the not-fun-but-necessary list:
- Standalone ECU (because the tune is literally the difference between “fast” and “engine noise followed by silence”)
- Fuel system built for E85 (pumps, injectors, rails—everything sized for real flow)
- Forged internals (pistons and rods) so the engine can actually live under boost
That’s the “this could be reliable” starter pack. Everything else is optional until it’s running, tuned, and not trying to melt itself.
The stuff that will bite you if you ignore it
Here’s what I’m keeping in the back of my mind because early NSX builds always have that moment:
- the chassis is light and the car is sharp, so once you add real power, it can get spicy fast if the alignment/suspension isn’t sorted
- early cars have known drivetrain quirks, and I’m not trying to discover them at full boost
- once you start pushing big numbers, you’re also signing up for heat management, traction issues, and “why does this rattle now?” moments
Where I’m stopping (because this is real life)
I’m not ordering every part at once. I’m focusing on:
- locking in the turbo system
- getting the ECU + fuel plan right
- deciding when I’m ready to open the engine
Next update will happen when parts are actually in my garage… or when I stop looking at turbo prices late at night and start acting like an adult again.





