The first time I ever had to shoot left handed was at a long-range rifle class in Utah. It was one of my very first work trips for Outdoor Life magazine and I was the youngest and least experienced shooter in the group. But, I was getting along just fine until our instructor told us to switch it up and shoot the rifle with our off hand.
This was a fairly advanced course taught by former military marksmen. The concept behind the drill was that, in a firefight, your strong side might get injured and to stay in the battle, you’d have to shoot from your weak side.
At first, I was a total mess. I couldn’t get the scope aligned with my left eye properly. My left hand was obstinate and worked the rifle’s trigger gracelessly. Plus, my right hand always wanted to jump on the rifle’s pistol grip after working the bolt. But after about a half-hour of practice, I was able to unravel those hardwired tendencies, and eventually I was able to shoot paper-plate sized groups at 100 yards from the prone position. Was this precision shooting? Definitely not. Was it good enough to keep the theoretical bad guys from overrunning our position? Possibly.