My dad had a black Raleigh bicycle. Every weekend he would clean and oil it and keep it in top condition. Even after many years of use on the rough Indian roads, it was in great shape and looked new. Father would always test the bell..I remember the sound to this day.
When I went to IIT my dad bought me a used Raleigh bike as well- this was a green one. I used it for five years and then brought it back home.
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