Eleventy-seven thousand, six hundred, and thirty-three?
Honestly, I have no idea.

On my first cross-country trip in the fall of 1987 I ran into a young guy heading westbound in Nebraska in October who was riding a three-speed and was wearing old wing-tipped leather shoes. He had a cheesy K-Mart backpack and slept in county jails when allowed. My guess is that people like him fall under the radar.

I like your numbers.
They are as good as any.

But it's like asking, "What's the temperature in Denver?"
That sounds like an easy question - - but - -
Downtown or DIA? Heat island effect? Windchill?
Etc., etc., etc.

Yeah, I know. I'm a contrarian.