Using API Gravity To Calculate Barrels of Crude Oil Per Metric Ton
In the oil industry, quantities of crude oil are often measured in metric tons. One can calculate the approximate number of barrels per metric ton for a given crude oil based on its API gravity:
So, for example, a metric ton of West Texas Intermediate (39.6° API) would contain about 7.6 barrels.
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