I had a dream about Wario's Fsmash.
I dreamed I was standing alone in a sort of office building. I look around, and I see Wario running at me. I feel absolutely no concern at this. However, once he reaches me, he performs his forward smash directly at my jaw. His shoulder was like iron, it was very cold and absolutely solid. It was like being hit with a nine-iron. As he connects, I feel no pain, but I realize my entire head has been skewed (since I can somehow see most of the back of my own neck) and there are pieces of shattered jaw bobbing disconnected in the flesh of my chin. Still, there is no pain, but more a sense of horror that something is terribly wrong with my head. Wario is entirely unphased, and then leaps upwards directly through the ceiling, crashing through it and vanishing. I spend a few seconds staggering about, disoriented, and then I wake up breathing hard.
It's a strong move.