Biker carried a newborn for 8 hours through a blizzard after finding her abandoned in a gas station bathroom. At 71 years old, Tank had seen everything in his five decades of riding – bar fights, crashes, even war in Vietnam – but nothing prepared him for the tiny note pinned to that baby's blanket: "Her name is Hope. Can't afford her medicine. Please help her." The bathroom was freezing, the baby turning blue, and outside the worst snowstorm in forty years was shutting down every road in Montan

Biker carried a newborn for 8 hours through a blizzard after finding her abandoned in a gas station bathroom. At 71 years old, Tank had seen everything in his five decades of riding – bar fights, crashes, even war in Vietnam – but nothing prepared him for the tiny note pinned to that baby's blanket: "Her name is Hope. Can't afford her medicine. Please help her." The bathroom was freezing, the baby turning blue, and outside the worst snowstorm in forty years was shutting down every road in Montan

A Biker Cradled A Newborn For Eight Hours In A Blizzard After Finding Her Abandoned In A Gas Station Bathroom. At seventy-one, Tank thought he’d seen it all—bar fights, wrecks, even comb:at in Vietnam—but nothing compared to the note pinned to that baby’s blanket: “Her name is Hope. Can’t afford her medicine. Please save her.” The restroom was ice-cold, the child’s lips turning blue, and outside, the worst Montana snowstorm in forty years had sealed off every road. Most men would have dialed 911