On those rare occasions I've survived all the way back to home base I'm usually balls-to-th-wall. So, what I generally do is buzz the fld at about 375-400 mph, cut engine at the end of the runway, while simultaneously haulin back on the stick. Somewhere near the top my speed has dropped to under, or near, 200 mph. That's when I dump gear and flaps. Soon I'm pointing at the ground, inverted, so I roll upright, and hope I don't pancake into the tarmack as I flare at the last instant. I've gotten pretty good at this.
There've been a few times though when I've come in shot up, smokin, or even on fire, no gas, no oil, no ammo, parts of wings and tail missing. Those times I'm very content to belly-in on the grass anywhere near a friendly base.