Orchard Dash

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Orchard Dash

Jump the haystacks, grab the apples, beat gravity. Race through an English farm orchard with pixel Isaac Newton. Hop over haystacks, fences and beehives, duck under swooping crows and catch golden apples in this free one-button runner game.

Twist: Apples drop from the branches ahead, and a shadow on the grass shows where each one will land.

Parody. Isaac Newton has no involvement in making these games and does not endorse them. The character is an original pixel-art caricature.

How to play

The trees keep shedding apples. Watch the grass: a dark shadow appears where one is about to land.
Getting hit by a falling apple ends the run. You cannot step aside, so time your jumps to pass that spot before or after the apple comes down.
The golden apples are the good ones: catch them for 25 points each.
Jump the haystacks, wooden fences, beehives and apple baskets, and stay low under the swooping crows.
Tap, click, Space or Up to jump, and hold for extra height. M switches sound, P or Esc pauses, and the final score can be shared.

Top 10 high scores

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The story

It is a quiet summer on the family farm, and pixel Isaac Newton has been thinking very hard under the same apple tree for three days. Then one apple drops, then another, and suddenly the whole orchard seems to be falling at once. He has a theory about why, and the only way to test it is a sprint the farmhands will soon call the Orchard Dash.

The rows of trees are full of farm life: haystacks left in the middle of the path, wooden fences, beehives humming in the sun and crows that swoop low to see what all the fuss is about. Golden apples tumble ahead of him, and every one he catches is another clue. Keep running, keep jumping, and maybe gravity will finally explain itself.