He was used to it counting the seconds of his life away.

Count the seconds, he'd said, not the minutes or the hours.

I began counting the seconds and he got it on four, looking up quickly.

But it wasn't as if she had been counting the seconds or anything.

She was counting the seconds until the moment of truth.

We've taught the kids to count the seconds in their head.

I held my breath and started to count the seconds.

She'd tried counting the seconds, then the minutes, but gave up after only five.

He could count seconds without a miss up to ten minutes.

I count the seconds before the subject turns to me - it always does.