My boy Curt did a Ballerina dance with his Duster and kissed the wall on the BQE coming from the now defunct E-town in light rain against my wishes while wearing M/T ET streets. I had told him to slow her down, and whali-whoop, it all happened right in front of me.
QTP's are no better.
I always keep a keen eye for puddles, open hydrants and just lay low if rain catches me out there.
On dry pavement, they are chiclee as they say in Spanish as Chewing gum.