The quest for the number of Djangos that will truly make one happy has been more elusive to the history of the ages than a yeti in a white parka lying very still on a snowbank on the other side of a speeding white train in a snow storm of white Djangos where views of the elusive yeti are limited to peeps through hazy windows passing in the night. And you're blind.
It is impossible to calculate.
But you can do it. Just close your eyes. Tell yourself you are the Neo of Django hunters and do it.
Django baby. It's the only way.